The product of a pretty grueling day spent yesterday in Gunnersbury Park.

Enjoy the sun Goosies

The Patron Saint of Ireland
But he ain’t from there
He’s actually from Banwell
Near Weston-Super-Mare

Abducted from the Westcountry
A situation grave
He was taken to the Emerald Isle
As a cheery Emerald slave

He stole a car and tried to flee
A plan that proved quite risky
He got as far as County Cork
But then got pissed on Whisky

Once sober, he shook servitude
I guess he thought it stunk
On a Speedboat went to Europe
And turned into a monk

His new life there was pretty sweet
With prayers and penance daily
But no-one there liked Bono
And no-one could spell Ceilidh

So despite the comfy continent
With its Bread and Wine and Cheeses
His heart sang back to Ireland
To spread the word of Jesus

There Patrick spread his Christian Charms
Until his days did finish
So we can all wear green on Tuesdays
And drink Shitloads of Guinness

This blog is by no means the first to highlight the plight of the gentleman. Foremost in leading the call is Chap magazine (www.thechap.net), a distinguished men’s quarterly which has been at the vanguard of a growing Chappist movement, mainly, it would appear, appealing to extremist Dandies in dangerously debonair attire.

The chap always has, and always will need to adapt to modern times: the challenge being to do so in a manner that does not jeopardise the timeless values of the gentleman, and avoids the vulgarities and bland trends that face us at every turn.

And as I type, it strikes me that technology itself places the chap in something of a predicament. The mobile phone and, in particular, the Blackberry, in many ways appear to be threaten the very soul of the gentleman, who seeks to experience things rather than look at them on a screen; prefers the spoken and the written word to communication using txt msgs; and who seeks a cultured an independent lifestyle away from the bland barbarism and the restrictiveness generated by techno-slavery. But here lies a contradiction. For what am I doing now but using an internet blog to spread the word of the gentleman? Dilemmas lie around every corner for the modern day chap as he attempts to adapt to the modern world with his dignity in tact.

I leave you with some tips for how I would go about use of advanced communication technology devices:
•    The use of text messages should be strictly reserved for organisational matters, such as the finalisation of details for a rendez-vous, or to arrange to be picked up by one’s driver. Of course, such details would be better managed using a telephone conversation, or in many instances by letter, but of course the pace of modern life often does not allow for this. The use of the text message as a tool to maintain social relationships with others is vile;
•    The above also applies to the use of email;
•    A man using internet social networking websites as a means of maintaining social relationships or re-establishing friendships is not a gentleman. A gentleman (and indeed, I am sure, a lady) does not take kindly to being ‘poked’, and the very notion of gaining a new friend through the click of a button is, quite frankly, beyond his comprehension.

Regards

Horatio Fortescue Esq.

“Inside this can ‘o worms is another fuckin’ can o’ worms”

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George

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Which makes Chris our only non-lame Goose. Well done Chris, your commitment is an example to all.

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Happy Sunday.

Chris