I remember seeing an old 50's Black and White movie starring somebody who wound famous later whose name at the moment escapes me. He was, I think, some kind of copper who went into a cafe frequented by ton-up boys. The camera showed the Triumphs and BSAs lined up outside the Cafe and the confrontation between him and the bovver boys inside. As he came out they all mounted their motorcycles. It then showed them riding around the hero in menacing circles in the streets. Except it was the Hendon police motorcycle display team in their funny helmets and uniforms on those strange old motorbikes that they rode with the leg shields. Hilariously bad.
Tony or Stringy probably remember it
Lies, damned lies and statistics.
The only thing I came away with from my Uni Statistics course was that by using the most suitable data set and the optimum statistical analysis methodology, you can get any fucking result you want.
Now that we've seen footage about all the bodies piling up in the streets in Ecuador, overflowing mortuaries, Funeral Directors overwhelmed by the number of dead, mass burials in New York and all the rest of it, the "normal flu kills more people every year" brigade have gone very quiet
Has anyone had much experience with those halogen ovens? It's the only oven I have access to at the moment and whatever I try to do it seems to be great at incinerating the top while leaving the bottom uncooked.
It's got a rating of 1.1/10 from 125 people on imdb so it's definitely not a classic!
Final score stars Pierce Brosnan and is available on Typhoon if anyone's needing a time waster during lockdown