I must alert my fellow readers to an act against human nature which is being perpetrated in the pages of The List. I refer to the heinous inclusion of ‘cocktails’ without alcohol in the food page of the last edition of The List.
The Virgin Pina Colada is no more a cocktail than I am a fruit juice. It is a fruit crush, an exotic juice, even a despicable sweet and sickly concoction destined for abuse by ailing elder relatives. But it is not and never will be a cocktail. What will you think of next, the Virgin Bloody Mary?
Cocktails have long been the delight of us hedonists intent on early evening oblivion. An honourable line reaches back to the Flappers in their heyday, running past a multitude of posers whose preference has been for one ‘shaken and not stirred’.
The art of cocktail making can be distilled into the twin aims of maximising the cooling quality of the ice used, while minimising its diluting contribution to the alcoholic content. The success of a cocktail depends on its alcoholic content: its ability to smash brain cells whilst leaving the victim standing. A magazine which has a tequila manufacturer as sponsor of its letters page should be aware of that.
Yours, swaying at the bar,
Well, old fruit juice, what ever makes you happy, but we’ll stick to pan-galactic gargleblasters.
Am I the only reader to be sickened by the endless media hype of motor racing? In the so-called caring nineties, what on earth are we doing with Nigel Mansell’s moustachioed visage staring out at us from every front page proclaiming the virtues of generating massive amounts of noxious pollutants in the shortest possible time. This glorification of noisy, ostentatious destruction of the environment is lavishly funded by the car lobby, petrol companies and tobacco manufacturers who all have
With both Richard J obbo and David Byrne making like the big boys, it could be time to get your aura massaged. If that doesn’t work, we know of a bottle of rather scrumptious Jose Cuervo Special Gold Tequila, lovingly cured in oaken casks, which should hit the spot. All you have to do is write the best letter to The List and the tequila is yours.
vested interests which we should be opposing not supporting.
I think it is time a league against motor sports was started. And come to think of it, why shoud we flatter the activity by calling it a sport? It may require good eyesight, fast reactions, poor hearing and a high boredom threshold but, then, so does playing space invader
However Century 2000 on Lothian Road in Edinburgh seems to be breaking new ground in homophobia. My dance partner and I were ceremoniously frogmarched out of this rather backward establishment last Thursday. I wouldn’t have minded ifwe’d been snogging on the dance floor or conducting illicit drug deals; but we
Helen Balfour Other guys were dancing with each Wilton Street other but pinching girl’s bums (so Glasgow. that must be the secret). Should we
force clubs to state their policy on orientation? I’ve no desire to become militant but a ghetto mentality won’t change anything. Incidently what do straight readers think? It’s bloody ironic that Erasure tops the charts in Abba drag, and we
I was most distressed to read that
homelessness is ‘a big knotty
problem, with a complex root system
sunk deep in our social fabric’ (The get thrown 0m for danCing ‘0 it!
List 178). Still let’s hope you’ve Name and address supplied .0.
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flag up the pole to see who salutes.
The Government has to act now as a If you can arrange to have yourself frogmarched to The List’s offices, a
stitch in time saves spilt milk and
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Mind you I’d rather mix a margarita than a metaphor. So do I win the Tequila or what?
Gary Nelson Brighton Street Edinburgh.
So James Woods’ trash as advertised in The List contains, amongst other things, fourteen glass beer bottles, two glass sauce bottles, two glass vitamin bottles, a stack of newspapers, unused items of clothing and large amounts of plastic. . .
Out on Thursday
I would be interested to know if other gay readers have been thrown out of straight clubs. I’ve been to many straight clubs in my time, danced with other guys and never had any problems.
‘Recycling’. Why the bloody hell do I bother?
Is this meant to be a positive image of. what do you call that stuff. Schuz?!
I might also question. is this the side of American culture The List would most wish to espouse: ‘in America you are what you trash’. Well not in Scotland. Pal.
Not yet anyhow and let’s keep it that way.
Rumour has it thatJohn Lydon is next in line to get the Schlitz treatment, Ryan. Recycling old rubbish or what?
Why is The List lending credibility to the Game Conservancy Fair in the Open Listings? To describe the fair as a ‘bizarre mix of the modern and the traditional’ is like calling the Spanish inquisition a bizarre mix of detective work and medicine!
The hunting. shooting and fishing brigade are not, and never have been, about ‘conserving’ game. They are about conserving artificial habitats by destroying indigenous wildlife so that a few wealthy sickos can blast a quarter of a million grouse out of the sky every year. Gillian Cooper Dumbarton Road Glasgow
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