Voice over loudhailer:
“I repeat, advanced swimmers only beyond the gorse bush, please. Advanced only.”
Apologies to John Everett Millais. And, by association, to Bill Shaky.
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“Be honest, now. Does this hat make my bum look big?”
Apologies to Sally Dali. And Arabella Weir.
It’s not really my fault it happened; I needed to get someone a pressie by the time the shops closed, time and money alike were running out, and then I saw something which looks to be a combination of a respected name and zero expenditure.
There was only one left on the shelf in the department store, so I grabbed it.
For such a small woman, the undercover store detective was surprisingly fast and strong, I have to say. But I was coming quietly, there was no need for that second kick to the …er, swimsuit area.
You have to be careful if you’re marketing a product overseas; we’ve all seen articles about funny-named foodstuffs from overseas which have names like Krappi, Bumm and Peroneum.
Take, for example, this current advert for a fine fragrance:
Leaving the whole Catwoman similarities thing, I’d say the name’s a bit of a misfire for international use; in the USA and many other countries, the Name Ricci Ricci will make many people think of the Harvey comics character portrayed on the big screen by Macauley Culkin…
…which at least has the cachet of wealth, if not necessarily glamour, but in the UK people are probably more likely to hear “Ricci Ricci” and think of –
– Rik Mayall as Richard Richard from Bottom.
And whilst I’m no marketing guru, I’d guess that kind of association is probably not what sells fancy perfume.
Spotted in a shop in Holborn, London.
The London version of ratatouille, I suppose.
Maybe it’s just me, but the werewolves in New Moon really don’t look as if they’re intended to appeal to teenage girls at all.
Add a couple of years to that audience, and multiply the testosterone level by about 50, and I think we might be getting closer to the actual target demographic.
I am, of course, just jealous; the nearest I get to having a six-pack is devouring a multipack of KitKat Chunky Caramel bars. And I have the circumference to show for it.
Forget the language used, what’s actually most offensive about this cover is Archie’s ability to walk on water.
You wouldn’t get that kind of talk from that nice Carpenter chap with the Mexican name. Shocking.
Michael’s bid to become a professional photographer floundered; not only did he insist on framing the shot like a scene from the 1960s Batman TV show, but he pointed the camera towards himself instead of the subject.
Fascinating fact: Despite media reports, Michael Buble is not a blood relation of Bubble from Big Brother 2001. They are in fact related by marriage.