Saturday, 29 December 2018
Saturday, 22 December 2018
Thursday, 20 December 2018 (517.23)
Please note: Undeterred, the group will continue to meet over the holidays. The next reading will be held on 27 December and pick up from:
“Pansh!” (517.23)
Sunday, 16 December 2018
Thursday, 13 December 2018 (516.10)
The last reading stopped mid-paragraph at: “loisy manner” (516.10)
Some favourites were:
1
these funeral games, which have been poring over us through homer’s kerryer pidgeons (515.23)
these funeral games, which have been poring over us through homer’s kerryer pidgeons (515.23)
2
— Ah, go on now, Masta Bones, a gig for a gag, with your impendements and your perroqtriques! Blank memory of hatless darky in blued suit. (515.32)
3
MacSmashall Swingy of the Cattelaxes, got up regardless, with a cock on the Kildare side of his Tattersull, in his riddlesneek’s ragamuffl ers and the horrid contrivance (516.5)
and:
With thanks to A.
Sunday, 9 December 2018
Thursday, 6 December 2018 (515.10)
The last reading stopped at: “similar” (515.10)
Some favourites were:
1
2
from:
A. Briggs Carlisle, guardian of the birdsmaids and deputiliser
for groom. Pontifical mess. Or (soddenly) Schott, furtivfired by the riots. No flies. Agreest? (514.26–28)
Also:
3
Mayhem. Also loans through the post. With or without
security. Everywhere. Any amount. Mofsovitz, swampstakers,
purely providential. (514.2931)
4
— Flood’s. The pinkman, the squeeze, the pint with the kick.
Gaa. And then the punch to Gaelicise it. Fox. The lady with the lamp. The boy in the barleybag. (514.32–34)
With thanks to A.
Friday, 30 November 2018
Thursday, 29 November 2018 (514.12)
The last reading stopped at: “Vulcuum?” (514.12)
Some favourites were:
1
Dawncing the kniejinksky choreopiscopally like an easter sun round the colander, the vice! Taranta boontoday! (513.11–12)
2
Crashedafar Corumbas! A Czardanser indeed! Dervilish glad too. (513.16–17)
3
— And whit what was Lillabil Issabil maideve, maid at?
— Trists and thranes and trinies and traines.
— A take back to the virgin page, darm it! (513.25–27)
— A take back to the virgin page, darm it! (513.25–27)
4
— Suddenly some wellfi red clay was cast out through the
schappsteckers of hoy’s house?
— Schottenly there was a hellfi re club kicked out through the
wasistas of Thereswhere.
— Like Heavystost’s envil catacalamitumbling. Th ree days
three times into the Vulcuum? (514.7–12)
With thanks to A.
Sunday, 25 November 2018
Thursday, 22 November 2018 (513.10)
The last reading stopped at: “Tophat?” (513.10)
Some favourites were:
That musked bell of this masked ball! Annabella, Lovabella, Pullabella, yep? (512.9–10)
The quicker the deef the safter the sapstaff, but the main the mightier the stricker the strait. To the vast go the game! (512.14–15)
Suilful eyes and sallowfoul hairweed and the sickly sigh from her gingering mouth like a Dublin bar in the moarning. (512.25–26)
Siriusly and selenely sure behind the shutter. Securius indicat umbris tellurem. (513.1–2)
With thanks to A.
Suilful eyes and sallowfoul hairweed and the sickly sigh from her gingering mouth like a Dublin bar in the moarning. (512.25–26)
The house was Toot and Come-Inn by the bridge called Tiltass, but are you solarly salemly sure, beyond the shatter of the canicular year? (512.34–36)
Siriusly and selenely sure behind the shutter. Securius indicat umbris tellurem. (513.1–2)
With thanks to A.
Saturday, 17 November 2018
Friday, 9 November 2018
Thursday, 8 November 2018 (510.2)
The last reading stopped at: “lach” (511.13)
Some favourites were:
The tail, so mastrodantic, as you tell it nearly takes your own mummouth’s breath away. (510.3–4)
With a hoh frohim and heh fraher. But, as regards to Tammy Thornycraft, Idefyne the lawn mare and the laney moweress and all the prentisses of wildes to massage him. (510.9–12)
Every old skin in the leather world, infect the whole stock company of the old house of the Leaking Barrel, was thomistically drunk, two by two (510.16–18)
while I and Flood and the other men, jazzlike brollies and sesuos, was gickling his missus to gackles in the hall, the divileen, (she’s a lamp in her throth) with her cygncygn leckle and her twelve pound lach. (511.10-13)
With thanks to A.
Friday, 2 November 2018
Saturday, 27 October 2018
Monday, 22 October 2018
Monday, 15 October 2018
Wednesday, 10 October 2018
Sunday, 30 September 2018
Monday, 24 September 2018
Monday, 17 September 2018
Saturday, 8 September 2018
Thursday, 6 September 2018 (497.36)
The last reading stopped at: “silfrich” (497.36)
Apologies for not being able to make time to post collages illustrating favourite passages this week.
Sunday, 2 September 2018
Saturday, 25 August 2018
Tuesday, 21 August 2018
Sunday, 12 August 2018
Thursday, 9 August 2018 (492.4)
The last reading stopped at “The whole gammat?” (492.4)
Apologies for not posting collages this week. The group did have some favourite passages, though:
1
Would you be surprised after that my asking have you a
bull, a bosbully, with a whistle in his tail to scare other birds?
(490.34–35)
2
Thinking young through the muddleage spread, the moral
fat his mental leans on.
(491.8–9)
Have You Erred off Van Homper or Ebell Teresa Kane.
— Marak! Marak! Marak!
He drapped has draraks an Mansianhase parak
And he had ta barraw the watarcrass shartclaths aff the arkbashap af Yarak!
(491.16–20)
Who you know the musselman, his musclemum and mistleman? Maomi, Mamie, My Mo Mum! He loves a drary lane. Feel Phylliscitations to daff Mr Hairwigger who has just hadded twinned little curls!
(491.28–31)
With thanks to A.
Sunday, 5 August 2018
Sunday, 29 July 2018
Sunday, 22 July 2018
Saturday, 14 July 2018
Monday, 9 July 2018
Monday, 2 July 2018
Saturday, 23 June 2018
Sunday, 10 June 2018
Saturday, 26 May 2018
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