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Simon: Surely none of them exist, and therefore you've had far too much to drink. A bad banjo player isn't bad, he'll be bloody awful. There is no such thing as a good one.
PSD
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This is the work of an Italian narco-anarchic collective. Don't bother insulting them, they can't read English anyway.
and having watched deliverance again, I realised it's not as good as I remembered. Though the duelling banjos scene is still fantastic. And the 'squeal piggy' bit makes my toes curl.
quick poll:
Burt Reynolds - better with or without moustache?
PSD _ That's close: The answer that I was told originally was "The bad banjo-player, because the other two are both only figments of your imagination."
Skiffle _
Re George Harrison playing the ukulele: At one time he was active in the George Formby Appreciation Society (or whatever the main British society with that purpose was actually called), maybe even as its chairman. H'mm, I wonder what his Nextian version was doing during the mid-'80s?
Hmm. If it's possible to jump into books, then could one jump into a song ? Perhaps George was running the Spec Op's musical equivalent of Jurisfiction. That would explain why he was so secretive about his home; Friar's Park was actually division HQ. (suggestions for suitable division name welcomed).
Those hours of mediation were actually cover for jumping into songs. the Government of Mexico took exception to the idea that their country is an obvious place of security for American murderers, and changed Joe's destination. George had to do quite a lot of maneouvering to get the song restored. Going down to Easter Island didn't have quite the same ring.
No doubt George would have liked Thurday's car; fond of a good motor, that man. He would have shown up driving something implausibly fast.