[Matt Q]

Originally Posted by Ann Drysdale

It's about time I emerged, blinking, into the twenty-first century. I've made this sound a bit boring, but I liked it a lot.

A visitor hits town one day
And a posh man invites him to stay.
Each thinks he would rather
Have lived like the other
But both have to go their own way.

Man on the Train. Naming Johnny Hallyday was a big clue indeed.

[Orwn Acra]

Bedridden and partially blind,
he released the real from its rind;
and said: Let there be blue
and saw it was true
and retired his body and mind.

[Mark McDonnell]

Derek Jarman's Blue

And a limerick that's more than just a drill or an amusement. Gorgeous, Walter.

[Brian Allgar]

Though the passengers felt aggravated,
The officer seemed educated,
Polite and well-spoken,
His English unbroken.
“I was at Oxford”, he stated.

But one didn’t buy it; instead,
Gilbert clobbered the chap on the head.
“What on earth …!” they exclaimed,
So Gilbert explained:
“I was at Cambridge”, he said.

[Roger Slater]

Shelley Winters heroically died in
This movie where passengers ridin'
A luxury ship
That did a big flip
Learned it's foolish to tick off Poseidon.

[Ann Drysdale]

A bit of an Adventure, though, eh, RogerBob?

[Ann Drysdale]

Still puzzled by yours, Brian. Should I Ask a Policeman?

[Brian Allgar]

Yes, one incident from the film wasn't much of a clue. Here's another:


The tune of this sweet serenade
Must be memorised; later, replayed,
For the song is in code,
And the notes of this ode
Are a message that must be relayed.

[Ann Drysdale]

Is this the same film, Brian?

[Roger Slater]

It was more than a mere passing tiff:
She shot that damn rapist! The stiff
Was dead, but instead
Of remaining, she fled
With her friend and drove off of a cliff.