Word: scottishly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Anderson, the fine one of Maurice Evans. With blood-red hair and blood-red voice as she told her shallow-hearted thane to screw his courage to the sticking place, Judith Anderson was so evilly and essentially Lady Macbeth that she seemed to have been waiting there among the Scottish battlements 900 years for NBC to come and shoot...
...relatives of Lady Dorothy (daughter of the ninth Duke of Devonshire) still prominently around: Sir Reginald Manningham-Buller (known to fellow M.P.s as "Sir Reginald Bullying- Manner"), Attorney General; Lord Balniel, former Parliamentary Private Secretary to the Treasury and Ministry of Public Housing; Robert Boothby, the able and voluble Scottish M.P. who was elevated to the peerage. Then there is David Ormsby-Gore, brother-in-law of the Prime Minister's son, Maurice; he is Minister of State for Foreign Affairs...
...record includes two ballads from the Francis James Child collection, Mary Hamilton and Henry Martin, and Miss Baez performs the former, a Scottish border ballad, with especial sensitivity. She does a Mexican song, El Preso Numero Nueve (The Ninth Prisoner) with all the verve and fire it was meant to have. Also included are two English broadsides, one of which, John Riley, deals with the classic theme of the lover returning home incognito to test his love's faithfulness...
...this patchy, fast-paced comic novel, Irish-Scottish Honor Tracy emerges as a satirist wielding bludgeon and scalpel in defense of the Establishment-that in domitable, mutual-aid group of clergy, big business and old school ties who rule Britain, no matter who wins the elections. Her hero, a proper and rather priggish young Briton named Henry Lamb, is sent to Trinidad in the West Indies as correspondent of Torch, a lit'ry weekly "that's going to teach us all to live." In Trinidad, gushes Torch's lisping editor, "the dwegs and outcasts of the community...
...illnesses of the people." Barker has considerable respect for the sincerity of the witch doctors, who regard their vocation as divinely inspired-but very little for their knowledge. One of them tried to cure Barker's hay fever with a mysterious, gagging brew that "tasted like a Scottish peat bog." It didn't work, Barker adds...