Word: scotches
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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From her position in the wings, Secretary Moir has seen Winnie strut the stage with nothing but a towel about his middle. She has heard him bawl for his mail, his secretary and a scotch & soda all in one breath. She tells of how he took up painting to assuage the bitterness that followed Gallipoli, how in his younger years he had stage-door-johnnied Ethel Barrymore (with little success). But though she is sometimes astute about her idol ("He is 'over-engined' for peace perhaps but perfectly engined, I think, for war"), Winston Churchill remains for Phyllis...
...dawn one morning customs officers gave chase to a car, ran it to earth near Scotch Town in County Tyrone. They seized 1,000 powder puffs, 3,245 hair nets, 900 combs, 63 dozen handkerchiefs, hundreds of bottles of perfume. Other booty: lipsticks, nail files, cigaret lighters, 30,000 clothes pegs, onions, a crate of chocolates smuggled over the border in a lorry loaded with chicken crates...
...fond of a guide Scotch burr, gang doon tae the Fine Arts and see the new Harry Lauder picture. It's full of highland accents and angular-Scottish faces that smack of the stories of Sir Walter Scott, set against the background of the lochs and the mountains. Harry Lauder is now a very old man but he can still put across a song and play the comic. The ballads he sings are dear to all the hieland lads and lassies who have come over to this country, and most of Boston's Scotch are down at the theatre tapping...
Shallenberger's friends say that he himself is sometimes pestered by subversive elements. One time two people visited him on the pretext of wanting to practice their German. They came armed with a bottle of Scotch, and, after they thought he had been "softened up," they peppered him with Nazi propaganda. On another occasion a stranger invited Shallenberger to come with him to greet a boatload of Germans who were entering the country illegally--an invitation which he refused...
...last few months have had a devastating effect on my sense of humor, but I don't think so. It is simply ennui, for this has happened so many times before. If we will not measure out our lives with coffee spoons, must we then do it with bad scotch...