Bacofoil Anyone?
Goodness, Agnetha looks reaaally pissed off doesn’t she? I can sort of see why. What on earth were they thinking of? I know – let’s wrap ourselves in a continuous strip of Bacofoil and stand in front of the Swedish flag – it’ll look really good I promise. Do you think they used a whole roll? And do you think they went ‘commando’ or were they wearing pants? I wonder if they recycled it for a slap up barbecue after the shoot?
It’s the Wimbledon Men’s Final tomorrow – yaaaaawnnn – Geoff has written a great piece on the demise of tennis due to that hateful extra inch. I wholeheartedly agree with him and would rather watch this – it is infinitely more entertaining. Check out the serve action. Toodlepip. Sayonara. Kalimera. Adios. Night night. Good morning. Hello. Bye. Later.
Rockmother 
…… rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb!<br/>I’m a sucker for the atmosphere of this clip, makes me feel cosy for want of better words (perhaps some kind of longing in my heart)<br/>Good old ABBA. You???d have to admit they gave POP a bit of class (pain in the ASS too but, but!<br/>Tennis, I have to admit I???ll be watching the match. I can???t stand both the players, and the uppity punters, but I do enjoy a good game. I watch the semi, and finals only- with a couple of cool beers.<br/>I hope it don???t rain.<br/>Hope you have a nice Sunday whatever you choose to do.<br/>;-)
Momo Madster – ohh simultaneous commenting. Yes – I love this photo and if truth be told I shall probably attempt to watch the match after I have taken my son to see the biggest, smelliest flower in the world at Kew Gardens hothouse. It is over ten feet tall and stinks and only flowers once every two years – like a giant smelly triffid! Fun!
If Henman had had someone like Tati coaching him I’m sure he would have won Wimbledon.
I think Agnetha must’ve had a row with Bjorn. Probably the beginning of the end of that relationship. No wonder she became a recluse. Every so often she’ll reappear in some TV documentary where she’s staring out wistfully at a river from a bridge in the snow while talking about how it’s impossible to find happiness in life. You’d think that with all the money she’s made that she’d find it bloody easy to be happy!
I think Betty is onto something. What we have here is the precise moment Agnetha decided something had to change.
I always had a thing for the redhead. She just seemed to ooze quality which I think is attractive in a vomans. Abba were also a great pop group. Like them or loathe them you cannot deny that they were good at what they did. Mr.s Axe has a pile of her mate’s Abba CD’s ready to rip to her PC, but I am not sure that she will ever get around to it.
Geoffster – I have played a game of doubles using the Tati serve method (we weren’t quite sober at the time) – was very funny but I supposed you had to be there really.<br/><br/>Bettster – yes – it looks a bit like that doesn’t it – she looks really unhappy. I saw a picture of her today and she looked a bit ‘enhanced’ – there was a documentary on a year or so about her – she has had an odd and unhappy life after Abba. I used to love the Alexei Sayle joke/rant:<br/>Abba? Abba? What that famous clog-dancing trio from Cheadle Hulme?<br/><br/>Dickley – perhaps the winner took it all?<br/><br/>Axe Victom Minster Man – Abba were great – timeless – unprecedented although I never like Fernando or Waterloo.
ABBA in bacofoil – early IKEA minimalism. Cook for 20 minutes at Gas Mark 5
Lost Jimmsters – Abba Minvik – IKEA’s most popular cafe snack.
i just liked the music, could never get into the lives & loves of the members. gawd, i feel so old*sighing*<br/>xoxox
Glen Matlock says he ripped off SOS for Pretty Vacant!<br/>Then again he says a lot of things if you buy him a drink and don’t interrupt.<br/><br/>Tennis? It’s not very punk rock. Maybe if they had supporters on the terraces and the players could do sliding tackles on each other. <br/><br/>Tati is the homme. Love that clip.
just glad cling-film was not as easy to get hold of in them days…<br/><br/>Axey – yes me too! I can’t remember his name now tho… ;-)<br/><br/>P
o i LOVE m. hulot’s holiday – in fact, all of his films. although i think mon oncle is the least funny. my son can do a fab impression of the way he gets on his bike in ‘jour de fete’ – which, of course, no-one except us gets!<br/>appropriate time (and there aren’t many of those) to relate clingfilm joke (but you have to read it out loud)<br/>man goes to see a psychiatrist, competely naked but wrapped in clingfilm.<br/>psychiatrist says, ‘i can clearly see you’re nuts'<br/>xx
I preferred Frida, Agnitha always looked bored and like she couldn’t wait to go home – Frida seemed to crackle with cheeky sparkle.<br/><br/>’Mon Oncle’ is my fave Tati film
I prefer being wrapped in clingfilm. Indeed I have posed for photos while wearing clingfilm. maybe if I’d posed in tinfoil I’d have had several hit singles by now.
I had no choice in growing up to the sounds of Abba sounding off in our household. <br/><br/>Blasting out loud on a Saturday…NO not My Mum to her household chores…<br/><br/>MY DAD and to this Dad he cannot resist turning the sound up when ever they grace our airways on the radio. lol x x
I’m still disappointed that it’s the year 2008 and we aren’t all wearing silver jumpsuits with bacofoil capes. It’s the future, we should be riding robots to work and stuff.