'By the old Moulmein pagoda, looking eastwards to the sea,
There's a Burma girl a-settin, an I know she thinks of me -
For the wind is in the palm-trees, an the temple bells they say,
Come you back, you British soldier,
Come you back to Mandalay...'
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The Agent, The Girl, and the Fidelistas
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There's a Burma girl a-settin, an I know she thinks of me -
For the wind is in the palm-trees, an the temple bells they say,
Come you back, you British soldier,
Come you back to Mandalay...'
Praefectus Praetorio
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Where the flyin'-fishes play,
An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay!
Do you wanna dance ... under the moonlight? Baaaaby, do you wanna dance?
That’s a song, right?
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Is that how Barbara Dances??? I misjudged her. Maybe I need a different DID heroine?
Praefectus Praetorio
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No, she got Wragg instead!
Don't expect much from {Wragg}; he disappears so and only reappears in the Epilogue with {thehangingtree}. When they march out to "All the tunes of Glory" .
Alec is very like {thehangingtree}, but more sober!
windar
Teller of Tales
The Cubans apparently had computers in 1960
What is this with Yale, by the way? Is our author a Hahhhvahhhd man? As I once noted in an old story here, it is said that you can always tell a Harvard man, but you can't tell him much
Praefectus Praetorio
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Many of the wiz kids at the CIA in the 50's and 60's were recruited from Yale (think William F Buckley, Jr.). I was accepted but turned down Harvard, Princeton and Yale. I chose instead a small (freshman class 148) Quaker college near Philadelphia called Haverford College.
Agent Jewels never graduated college (one and one-half years at Rutgers) and was passed over on several occasions because of his "inferior" education. But he has better taste in Martinis than that silly Brit agent!
Agent Jewels never graduated college (one and one-half years at Rutgers) and was passed over on several occasions because of his "inferior" education. But he has better taste in Martinis than that silly Brit agent!
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
OK - as a teaser for Chapter Four -----
The Yacht!
The Yacht!
windar
Teller of Tales
You call that a yacht? The minimum for a yacht is 10 m length. That thing is a sailboat.
Praefectus Praetorio
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View attachment 616802What are we waiting for? Cast off!
OK! Retract post #64. Barb is back as the DID in this story and I have a second print to keep by my bedside! Shit, I wasn't supposed to say that!
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
True, but this is government work
Praefectus Praetorio
R.I.P. Brother of the Quill
Even a Bermuda Cup man wouldn't try to sail a 10m around the Caribbean in the fall by himself. Wanted nice, easy to handle and moderately inconspicuous.
I have a question for Eulalia.
How good is Sir Alec's Scottish brogue? I ask because an analogous "issue" over here are northern or west coast Americans who can’t do a convincing Alabama or Mississippi twang.
Tree can do both... (not the Scottish thing)
Praefectus Praetorio
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I have known some Scots and his seems good to an amateur ear. He is, of course, one of the great actors of our time and should do a superlative accent.
For my money if you want to understand the Scot/Celtic fighting man (I'm a student of military history; and one quarter Pennsylvania Scotch-Irish),
forget Braveheart and watch Tunes of Glory
For my money if you want to understand the Scot/Celtic fighting man (I'm a student of military history; and one quarter Pennsylvania Scotch-Irish),
forget Braveheart and watch Tunes of Glory
