Word: soho
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...television performance was only the latest in a series of disappointments that have made Britain begin to question his leadership. Fortnight ago, while addressing the Oxford University Conservative Association, Macmillan was hooted down by undergraduates shouting "Give us more cliches." In the lobbies of Westminster and the coffeehouses of Soho, a major national pastime is "rubbing the magic off Mac." No longer is he the urbane figure who rescued the Tory Party from the Suez disaster, repaired the Anglo-American breach, led the Tories to a smashing election victory in 1959 with the slogan: "You never had it so good...
...joys of obscurantism) means "of the sun, solar." The bookseller is subverter, protector, panderer and priest to a group of curious cripples-Julius, his bloodless, asexual young assistant; Louise, a housewife whose husband thinks her job is honest modeling; Bert, a cheerful, muscled vacuum; Veronica, a faintly mad Soho drifter; and Bateman, a policeman. Louise, Bert and Veronica pose for the pornographic pictures, and Bateman, assigned by headquarters to investigate the bookstore, shifts allegiance and becomes the cameraman. Each is held to the bookseller by his hurts, but each, unexpectedly, is strengthened more than corrupted. Julius approaches self-knowledge; Louise...
While pals from his Soho past gleefully designed him a coat of arms showing a camera over a unicorn, Antony Armstrong-Jones, Earl of Snowdon, unabashedly unpacked the tools of his old trade to take the first pictures of Princess Margaret with their 2½-week-old son, David Albert Charles, Viscount Linley.*The results were acclaimed as "superb" by fastidious Royal Photographer Cecil Beaton and must have been equally gratifying to Retired Photographer Armstrong-Jones, who, peddling his shots at up to $9 a print, was taking home his first earnings in 18 months of royal matrimony...
...Soho Café. Yet he was never a stranger to London. The Soho restaurant called the Eiffel Tower knew his booming voice and august figure as well as it knew his colorful companions: Max Beerbohm, Tallulah Bankhead, Wyndham Lewis, the young Prince of Wales. In Ireland he spent his time with W. B. Yeats; in Paris he sought out James Joyce; in London he came to know Shaw, Wilde and Aldous Huxley. To women he was irresistible. It was said the female sitters would sometimes strip off their clothes without John's either asking or wanting them to. When...
...peculiarly notable career with but a single succes d'estime, has now tried his hand at the light novel. And he has chosen to cast his lot with the unfortunate and tiresome Angries. No longer the precocious collater of quips and cranks, Mr. Wilson now seeks to chronicle the Soho adventures of an ingenu wanderer with little money and less intelligence. The adventures include a noisy actor, a shabby count, a fiery painter (who seems to be some sort of salvation figure) and a pretty girl (who couldn't really save anybody from anything...