Neesy's husband is Scottish. Mine is more Irish. Here is Great Big Sea from my home of Newfoundland. Lol this is what I sound like ......
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I wasn't going to mention it, lol...I meant my accent was Irish sort of....not no husband at all at all. lol
Lol...and the killer smoke detectors.He had me up till the flying pop machine.
Still...I'll take this one over most of his nineties output.
I want an accent! I want an accent! I want an accent!Okay but we were not part of Canada until the 1940's. Half the folk were English and half were Irish. So the accents remain till today. Ask Neesy. Her Scottish husband cannot tell between a Newfoundlers or an Irishman.....paddy. lol
It's a baking competition show. Since it takes place in England everyone is nice to one another (at least on camera), the hosts and judges are funny instead of sarcastic and nasty and the focus is on the baking not drama. It's the only show like this that I watch because the US versions are horrible. I love baking.What did you say about Dr. Sleep? I jest! There is no rule about liking every single one of his books. Is there?
What's the show about?
This is true -Okay but we were not part of Canada until the 1940's. Half the folk were English and half were Irish. So the accents remain till today. Ask Neesy. Her Scottish husband cannot tell between a Newfoundlers or an Irishman.....paddy. lol
I did not fancy it. I thought the main character was a bag of hot air. He got on me nerves lol.
I liked Gard too. I think that splitting hairs at this point is venturing outside of the boundaries given by the binding. He was an alcoholic and she went crazy over an obsession no one understood. Personally, I had issues with Bobbi. She failed to recognize the euphoric feelings for what they were: mind control. She had the sense and strength (moral compass should be innate) to make better choices. She had Gard willing to go through hell and back with her and she barely acknowledged him. She heartlessly dismissed him, cruelly shunning his friendship, and that is hard to overlook. If otherworldly beings are taking over your world, cling to your human companion! (Or at least a doggie). Don't ever forsake love.Gard was an alcoholic, somewhat of a loser, and held strongly to many conspiracy theories but he was a loyal friend. I think he stacks up admirably among other protagonists with character deficiencies. Think of Edgar Freemantle losing an arm and struggling with anger issues, or Donna Trenton who was cheating on her husband yet the reader is asked to sympathize with her. I like flawed leading characters and Gard is no exception. This is not to say a protagonist has to be some sort of antihero (or morally ambiguous) but that they should be imperfect; a personality impairment more than a physical impairment.I really liked that despite his faults and weaknesses he selflessly helped his friend and redeemed himself in the process. We could split hairs over his real motivation but I see him as a true friend to Bobbi Anderson.
Gard was an alcoholic, somewhat of a loser, and held strongly to many conspiracy theories but he was a loyal friend.
That's another reason why I like him!B
Gard was a poet, son.
Have your yellow fun ... and speak your mind ...
But Gard was a poet.
Yes, he was.B
Gard was a poet, son.
Have your yellow fun ... and speak your mind ...
But Gard was a poet.
What's yellow fun?B
Gard was a poet, son.
Have your yellow fun ... and speak your mind ...
But Gard was a poet.
That's another reason why I like him!
What's yellow fun?
Ꮤow, I have a lot to say regarding what you just posted, but I'm getting very sleepy,we'll figure it out later!I've always found Gard to be very likable ... and I like the way the author shows him to be personable when he is (marginally) in control. What makes Gard sympathetic, to me, is that -- even after he comes to terms with his own demon -- he finds himself in a situation ... among the Tommyknockers and the person (Bobbi) who he thought was his friend ... where being in "control" of himself does him no good at all.
I submit that this story is far more layered than the casual fan -- who thinks all things serve The Beam -- is willing to admit ... indeed ... I like to believe that King -- the Storyteller -- was far superior to King .... The World Builder.
But that's just me.
I get carried away sometimes.