tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post6713132613490320208..comments2024-03-13T07:34:24.149+00:00Comments on The Age of Uncertainty: More Forgotten LivesSteerforthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-16689937369012449892010-09-30T13:39:37.058+00:002010-09-30T13:39:37.058+00:00Indeed, he was a fine figure of a man.Indeed, he was a fine figure of a man.Steerforthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-77179893444892920032010-09-30T11:52:02.339+00:002010-09-30T11:52:02.339+00:00One possible explanation for all those photographs...One possible explanation for all those photographs found in books:<br /><br />When travelling alone, I make a <i>point</i> of using photos of loved ones as bookmarks. This is especially true when I fly. Should disaster strike, I'd much rather my last moments be spent looking at a snapshot of my wife and child than, say, an author photo of Robertson Davies.<br /><br />Not that he wasn't a handsome man.Brian Busbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04120341319506205062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-90976070785073074632010-09-29T18:27:48.905+00:002010-09-29T18:27:48.905+00:00Good heaves! A Royal Order of Buffaloes? I didn&...Good heaves! A Royal Order of Buffaloes? I didn't know such a thing even existed. The only "buffalo group" I'd ever heard of was the Buffalo Squadron of the Royal Canadian Air Force during WWII.<br />Canadian ChickadeeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-90876415185252424362010-09-29T05:04:39.311+00:002010-09-29T05:04:39.311+00:00The gentlemen are not Freemasons, but rather membe...The gentlemen are not Freemasons, but rather members of the Royal Antediluvian Order of Buffaloes. <br /><br />The fellow on the right holds the 3rd degree, Knight Order of Merit, and the others with aprons are 2nd degree, Certified Primo.<br /><br />The Buffaloes are supposed to have begun as a fraternal society of stage hands.Bretthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09389916070547430075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-3647706250469478732010-09-28T22:27:05.435+00:002010-09-28T22:27:05.435+00:00I wouldn't worry about that - it's in the ...I wouldn't worry about that - it's in the job description for fathers. You HAVE to make awful puns, tell bad jokes and embarrass your children (and your wife). It's the law.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-59101362187857393312010-09-28T21:20:10.355+00:002010-09-28T21:20:10.355+00:00It's awful isn't it. The other day I reali...It's awful isn't it. The other day I realised that I am now behaving just like my father, making lame jokes that make my son squirm with embarrassment.Steerforthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07627936539372313828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32570460.post-20890841969495672652010-09-28T18:56:27.037+00:002010-09-28T18:56:27.037+00:00The regalia looks suspiciously like the stuff my i...The regalia looks suspiciously like the stuff my idiot brother-in-law would wear to one of his secret 'get togethers'. <br /><br />As for your uncle Jack, my brother and I had a conversation last Christmas, at the end of which, we both agreed, we are now the boring old farts we did our level best to avoid when we were young. I must brush up on my repertoire.Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.com