Grumpy in 2009
Alesha Dixon: sinking fast?
Grumpy in 2009
Dangerous Umbrellas!
No, not those weilded by an insane Britney; I mean the spiky terrors carried around London in our current wet spell. Now, Agent Triple P hates umbrellas at the best of times as they are hazourdous in the extreme to someone of our height. Even worse, we have decided, than open ones are those carried under the arms of people in confined spaces such as the corridors of the Underground or along Oxford Street. Don't carry these dangerous implements horizontally! They stick out behind you further than you think and, given our sensitive areas are still somehat sensitive from our nasty operation, we don't appreciate spikes swaying around near our nether regions. If a similar shaped load was being carried on a lorry it would have to have a protective rubber ball, or some such, covering the spike. This should be compulsory for umbrellas being carried in built up areas!
No more long lunches in Italy?
In fact, the biggest lunch Agent Triple P ever had was in Rome. We were supposed to meet a business contact but he bailed out at the last moment and instead, bizarrely, sent his fiance, Princess M, and her equally aristocratic lady friend instead. We went to a Tuscan restaurant near the Borghese gardens. We started with deep fried cheese, olives and rice balls in breadcrumbs while we looked at the menu. Then we had an antipasto plate of cold meats and olives. Then pasta and fagioli soup. Then a risotto. Then Cotoletta a orecchio di elefante (veal flattened so it is like an elephant's ear). Next we had a green salad while we had a rest. Then some branzino (which I later discovered is sea bass -although in the south the same fish is called spigola). Then we had cheese and then chocolate tartufo ice cream. All this washed down with endless bottles of Vernaccia di san Gimignano.
Ford Edsel
Ah, but it was all more complex than that...
Ford reckoned they would sell 200,000 cars in the first year; an optimistic 5% of the market. Nearly 3 million Americans visited Ford dealers the first week of the car's launch in September 1957. The problem was hardly any of them bought the car. One of the biggest issues, of course, was the radiator. This was a time when all American cars had wide horizontal radiators.
The price banding didn't work out too well either. Designed to fit between the Ford and Mecury ranges the cheapest Edsell was actually cheaper than the most expensive Ford and the most expensive Edsel was more expensive than 2 out of the 4 Mercury models. Possibly more fatal was the fact that it was launched right at the beginning of the first recession Post War America had faced. People just weren't going to upgrade their cars at this time. It was also heavy on (premium grade) petrol at a time when even Americans were looking to fuel economy more than before. Despite disappointing sales of only 63,000 in the first year Ford persevered using incentives like cash back and even offering the chance to win a pony if you took one for a test drive. But in 1959 they only sold 45,000 cars. In the end Ford spent $400,000,000 on developing the Edsel and it sold just 111,000 cars before Ford pulled the plug in 1960.
Today only around 6,000 Edsels survive and, as is often the way, mint examples fetch over $100,000 each. Rare models like the 1960 convertible go for $200,000. They are almost too valuable to drive and the Washington Post said that "the car famous for its ugliness is now a rare and valued collector's item, like a Faberge egg." Ironic, given that during the name search in 1957, David Wallace, Fords' director of planning, asked pre-eminent America poet Marianne Moore for her ideas on possible names. Ford Faberge was one of her suggestions. Rather better than some of her other names which, given its reception, might have been more appropriate: Intelligent Whale, Bullet Cloisonne, Mongoose Civique and Utopian Turtletop.
Still, we were pleased to see this wonderful example of late-fifties automative styling (and in beautiful condition too) on the street.
"It doesn't look too bad", mused S, walking around it and stopping at the radiator. "But then I like cunts". Quite.
Calendar Girl November: Daniela Sarahyba
Daniela's mother was also a model and she had her first job appearing on the cover of Brazilian baby magazine, Pais & Filhos, with her mother at the age of three days.
She is currently contracted to Benetton, Der Speigel and H&M.
She has also worked for C&A, GAP. Maidenform, Peugot and Victoria's Secret.
Stripey!
Nice rear!
More ping pong?
Half a century ago...
HMS celebrated this milestone last week and it's not that far until Agent Triple P's or, indeed, Agent DVD's. Looking back, as an exemplar, to Playboy of October 1959 seems to confirm the fact that not much has changed; but then again... This particular issue does have some interesting things relevant to the life of HMS and what the life of HMS could have been like half a century ago (at least if he had lived in America)!
Cutting edge recording technology at the service of the classical repertoire
Fifty years ago now seems like another world. The definition of "young people", for Agent Triple P at least, really revovlves around the fact that the world as they remember it from childhood is really not that different from the way it is now. Whereas in fifty years we have gone through some major changes: the Cold War and its end, the Space Race and the Moon landings, the introduction of colour TV, the rise and fall of recorded sound media (vinyl records, music cassettes, eight track cartidges, CD, MP3), the revolution in home recording of TV and films (video cassettes, DVD, hard drive), increasing concern about the environment, attitudes to health regarding smoking, alcohol and diet, the shrinking of the world through jet airline travel and, above all, the effect of personal computing and the internet.
Some men really do enjoy talking about HiFi
Sometimes, people of Agent Triple P's age are disappointed with our experience of living in "the future". Where are all the gull-wing door electric cars that drive themselves? Where is the hypersonic airliner that can fly from London to Sydney in 90 minutes? Where are the hotels in orbit and on the Moon? Where are the household robots? Why aren't girls all wearing foil minskirts and purple wigs (actually you can find those if you look hard enough)? But then you look at what the computer on your desk can do at a few clicks of a mouse and then you realise that you are living in a science fiction future after all. But the future is less about hardware and more about software.
HMS has had his own two seater sports car in his time
HMS has also owned a French car
A trendy fold-away kitchen for people who are short of space in their homes
Playmate of the month Elaine Reynolds in trendy 1959 clothes
More Agent DVD's type than HMS' we would venture
So, cars, music, HiFi, cooking, cameras and red-heads. Perhaps not so different from today after all!