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| Miss_Swoons |
Tags: Manchester (M)
Oh it just gets more surreal, entering the winter-hinter-land of the shire (aka my parents house...though we are v small, people do knock their heads off light-fittings).
My mother describing how she found and read her temperance league Methodist member grandfather's 'libary book, his friend got out, it was just lieing about, wuur pet' as a little girl in the fifties. Reading this exciting story about a glamorous pretty lady who really didn't start out very glamorously. It was the gypsy rose lee autobiography, a copy of which I'd been reading on the train down, seeing oh so many familiar mental images, even in prohibition-era vaudeville and burlesque.
More organic home-grown, home bottled fruit gin me thinks! The countdown to Christmas starts here.
| 17 Dec 09, 11:16 PM radcoa 2 yrs |
The name Gypsy Rose Lee was Actually pinched from Rosalee who told fortunes at the base of Blackpool Toer with her two sister Dahlia was the name ofone of the others. Theywere the daughters of the first seaside Romany fortune teller who was a Boswell who came over from I reland after the Tower was built. Irish Romany as in Romany living in Ireland but never Irish. Family still esists today Still based Lancashire/ Yorkshire. The position atthe foot of the tower is still held by descendents |
| 18 Dec 09, 7:52 AM Toy_Esq UK(L), 8 yrs  |
Just think of the pickles, and the drama that lies therein...
'A cracked smile and a silent shout' |
