Well the POST has now been here one year and one week... so I guess that it must be doing something right!!!
IT'S A WRAP
In order to trap him, he must become him.
- Who directed the film?
- What is the name of the character played by Nicolas Cage?
- John Travolta starred in a hit film about a high school. What was that film called?
- Whose face gets taken off first? (The actors name please)
- What agency does Sean Archer work for?
CIA, FBI or CI5
The answers to last times questions and a list of researchers with all correct answers, can be found below.
JOKE OF THE WEEK
A duke is hunting in a forest with his men-at-arms and servants when he comes upon a tree. Archery targets are painted all over it, and smack in the middle of each is an arrow.
"Who is this incredibly fine archer?" cries the duke. "I must find him."
After continuing through the forest for a few miles, he comes across a small boy carrying a bow and arrow. Eventually the boy admits that it was he who shot the arrows plumb in the center of all the targets.
"You didn't just walk up to the targets and hammer the arrows into the middle, did you?" asks the duke worriedly.
"No my lord. I shot them from 100 paces. I swear it by all that I hold holy."
"That is truly astonishing," says the duke. "I hereby admit you into my service. But I must ask one favor in return. You must tell me how you came to be such an outstanding shot."
"Well," said the boy, "first I fire the arrow at the tree, and then I paint the target around it."
NAME THAT SONG
Each week I will print a quote from a song, all you have to do is guess the title of the song and who sang it. Answers will be published in next weeks Post. This one is 'Just For Fun' folks, so don't E-Mail me the answers.
This weeks quote:-
' Two American kids doin' the best they can. Jack is gonna be a
football star. '
BEST ON THE WEB
Every week I try to show you a page on the web that has got to win an award somewhere, even it is 'The Oddest Web Page on the Net Award'. So if you know a web page that I should check out for inclusion in this section, then e-mail me and let me know. Remember to keep it clean folks...
Some folk are so hard to buy for at this time of year, nothing ever seems to suit them. Well worry no more, for the Gadget Shop is here. Packed full with odd and strange things to buy. Go take a look if you don't believe me...
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LETTERS TO THE CAT
Now some of the best letters sent in this week, keep them coming in folks.
Some letters may be edited due to space limitations
Oh dear, the post bag was empty this week, so I thought I would entertain you with a little song...
Just kidding, how about a nice Christmas Poem.
'Twas The Homebrewer's Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house,
Every creature was thirsty, including the mouse...
The steins were empty, and the bottles were too
The beer had been drunk with no time to brew.
My family was nestled all snug in their beds
While visions of Christmas Ale foamed in their heads.
Mama in her kerchief lamented the drought,
She craved a pilsner and I, a stout.
When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the kitchen, I flew like a flash,
Opening the door with a loud bang and crash!
I threw on the switch and the lights, all aglow,
Gave a luster of mid-day to the brew-pot below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear
But Gambrinus himself, the patron of beer.
With a look in his eye, so lively and quick,
He said, "You want beer? Well, here, take your pick."
More rapid than eagles, his recipes came
As he whistled and shouted and called them by name.
"Now, Pilsener! Now, Porter! Now, Stout and Now Maerzen!
On, Bitter! On, Lager! On, Bock and On Weizen!"
"To the top of the bottles, the short and the tall,
Now brew away, brew away, and fill them all!"
As dried hops before a wild hurricane fly,
And then, without warning, settle down with a sigh,
So towards the brew-pot, the ingredients flew,
Malt extract, roasted barley and crystal malt, too.
And then in a twinkling, I heard it quite plain,
The cracking open of each barley grain.
As I drew in my head and was turning around,
Into the kitchen, he came with a bound.
He was dressed like a knight, from his head to his toes,
With an old family crest adorning his clothes.
A bundle of hops, he had flung on his back,
And the brewing began when he opened his pack.
His hops were so fragrant! His barley, how sweet!
The adjuncts included Munich malt and some wheat.
The malted barley was mashed in the tun,
Then boiled with hops in the brew-pot 'till done.
Excitement had me gnashing my teeth,
As the sweet smell encircled my head like a wreath.
Beer yeast was pitched, both lager and ale,
The wort quickly fermented, not once did it fail.
It was then krausened, or with sugar primed,
And just being bottled when midnight had chimed.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know, I'd be shortly in bed.
He spoke not a word but kept on with his work,
And capped all the bottles, then turned with a jerk.
And laying a finger alongside his nose,
He belched (quite a burp!) before he arose.
Clean-up was easy, with only a whistle,
And away the mess flew, like the down on a thistle.
And I heard him exclaim, 'ere he left me the beer,
"Merry Christmas to all and a HOPPY New Year!"
THE WINNERS and LAST WEEK'S ANSWERS
It's The Post
- What was Pastey's job title?
- Who was the first 1-2-1 interview with?
- Who brought us the interactive horoscope?
- Who had an accident involving a bike and a strong wind?
- What was Shazz's job title?
Name That Song Answers
'...he said, 'Woah!, I'd like to help you son but you're too young to vote'
Summertime Blues by Eddie Cochran
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Thanks again everyone...