RIP Malcolm McLaren, the Godfather of punk.

(This news was a proper <deleted>!!! moment for me)

Punk, the last real musical genre showing true creativity.

Now it's all pretty boys and girls prancing around lip synching.

I think I have turned into my dad although he never called the Rolling Stones pretty. Long haired, noisy, talentless gits maybe but not pretty.

RIP. Didn't even know he'd died until I read this thread (and then had a squiz at Wiki). A sad loss. Although I don't agree with his politics, he was a brilliant and innovative man.

It is not necessary to agree with talent, merely to recognise it is all a man asks.

RIP - Freak.

He was a bare faced liar.......

Ginger haired and claimed to have friends, bah humbug

^Not a fan of the Pistols then, Limpy?

I read earlier, can't find it now, that he died from a form of cancer associated with asbestos. A former colleague confirms that he most likely picked it up when he "redeveloped" the interior of his shop Sex in the Kings Road. Basically he trashed the place and tore half the ceiling down to create the impression that a bomb had gone off.

What a mundane way to go for such a wayward character.

Correct on both counts - mesothelioma (sp?) probably from all the asbestos in his shop that he 'redecorated'. (More details in the Wikipedia article about him.)

Oh, I thought you meant THIS Bambi...

I never was a fan of the Pistols or any of those groups.

As much as i respect you, Ian, and your huntin' shootin' piccies. But, where was the car? If you have to attach Bambi to a bicycle is a bit off.

As much as i respect you, Ian, and your huntin' shootin' piccies. But, where was the car? If you have to attach Bambi to a bicycle is a bit off.

The area I was hunting in is off limit to motorized vehicles and I was 5 miles (10 km) from my truck. It's much easier to transport a deer on a bicycle than dragging it on the ground. If the animal is small it can be carried whole, but mine was a very large deer and it needed to be cut in half first. In any case it has to be cut up at some point. I was actually VERY lucky in getting the whole animal back to my truck in two pieces because when I returned the third time a grizzly bear was already feeding on the gut pile. I just backed off when she looked at me menacingly.

By the way, it was GREAT eating. I always treat my meat properly and it beats chemical fed beef.

Many many years ago, I was on patrol in Germany with a pal when bam !! We hit Bambi. Now the Forestmeister types in Germany take this sort of thing seriously, so out we jumped to see what could be done.

Now I was distraught ( just love Disney ) and the sight of bambi looking up with big soulful eyes, was about as much as I could stand. However my mate was a tad tougher than I and decided to put bambi out of his misery. Out came his nine mill, legs akimbo, whammo, one straight between bambi's eyes.

Now nobody had told my mate about bambi's capacity for head-butting other bambis. To do this they have thick skulls. The round rebounded of bambi's forehead and went straiht through his combats, missing his nuts by a whisker. Poor lad went loopy bambi just blinked and we left sharpish with a smoking hole by his gonads.

Don't mess with Disney.

PS A sterling sub-machine gun in the ear and a quick burst did the trick. Couldn't leave the poor thing in agony.

Many many years ago, I was on patrol in Germany with a pal when bam !! We hit Bambi. Now the Forestmeister types in Germany take this sort of thing seriously, so out we jumped to see what could be done.

Now I was distraught ( just love Disney ) and the sight of bambi looking up with big soulful eyes, was about as much as I could stand. However my mate was a tad tougher than I and decided to put bambi out of his misery. Out came his nine mill, legs akimbo, whammo, one straight between bambi's eyes.

Now nobody had told my mate about bambi's capacity for head-butting other bambis. To do this they have thick skulls. The round rebounded of bambi's forehead and went straiht through his combats, missing his nuts by a whisker. Poor lad went loopy bambi just blinked and we left sharpish with a smoking hole by his gonads.

Don't mess with Disney.

PS A sterling sub-machine gun in the ear and a quick burst did the trick. Couldn't leave the poor thing in agony.

Can you let me know when you're out and about driving in Phuket Suiging, then I can plan my day at home..........