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  • What might have happened here, I wonder?

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    Did Mrs Cornelius and Bishop Beesley eye each other lustfully over their toad-in-the-hole? Did Una and Catherine sit in those straight-backed chairs poking desultorily at a Grosvenor pie salad before adjourning discreetly to bed? Did Major Nye plonk one of his leather elbow patches into a puddle of spilled Sarson's non-brewed condiment on one of these very tables? MM, this place is so evocative of the kind of atmosphere I associate with certain events in some of your books that it adds a whole new dimension to the notion of life imitating art! : ) If it's still standing, perhaps you'll turn out to be its rightful owner and can claim your birthright. You could keep the runesword behind the bar next to the horse brasses.

  • #2
    Looks like it, eh ? The Moorcock Inn which actually stands where the Moorcock ancestral village stood (most of it has disappeared now) isn't quite so cheesy. It's actually a fairly common name in Northern parts.
    A friend of mine who wrote for schoolgirl magazines in the sixties was forever trying to use the name for pubs in his stories. A lonely, frustrated man...

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    • #3
      Oh dear - I can imagine... Not, of course, that you've not been a more direct victim of this. I remember (and you may well not!) an interview inflicted upon you by the soft-porn magazine 'Rex' when the movie of 'The Final Programme' was being made, which opened with a yes-it-really-is-his-real-name sort of remark. The interviewer then went on to profess incredulity that the movie's 'hero' was 'generally fairly poofish'. I remember being outraged at such a monumental misrepresentation of poor old Jerry. I mean, how dare they saddle him with the burden of being a hero? ; ) That said, some of the photos were good - you and Jon Finch both seemed in good humour despite it all. I've still got a copy of that somewhere, complete with the inevitable tits and bums on the reverse pages.

      In any event, it's 'Moor', as in a member of that civilisation, rather than 'More', shurely? Closer to 'Moo-er' (as in 'Off-Moo-er': a Yorkshireman who's returned from Ilkley baht 'at, on account o' t'wind.

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      • #4
        I shall begin this post with a :oops: and probably end it with one too...

        At one point I was trying to come up with a cartoon involving a man walking into a book shop and loudly asking for "Moorcock", "Dick" (as Philip K.) and "Gaiman" (which almost has the word "gay" in it, depending upon your pronunciation). Thankfully I never actually put pen to paper, but it still makes me chuckle everytime I walk in to a book shop.

        Yes, I am a very tragic figure. :oops:

        D...
        "That which does not kill us, makes us stranger." - Trevor Goodchild

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        • #5
          I wanted Saul Bellow to become an English peer of the realm so that we could eventually look forward to Lord Bragg, Lord Blair and Lord Bellow.
          (Bragg's a culture guru on UK TV and a novelist). I do remember suggesting to Ted Ball, who ran an sf shop, that we could go into business as writers so we could produce Moorcock and Ball stories.
          It's Yeats, I think, who refers to the cry of the Moorcock. He must have
          been around when I dropped that big hammer on my foot.

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          • #6
            The high point of my university graduation ceremony was when the head of the Art Faculty was introduced as a speaker. His name? John Thomas! The entire hall erupted in laughter as the poor man stood there in his gown trying to look mature and unperturbed. I don't remember a single inspiring word anyone said to us that day, or even the moment of hearing my own name announced... all I remember is seeing an esteemed member of the university staff mocked for having a name that translates as "penis" in everyone's heads. :D

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            • #7
              Maybe because of my size and unwillingness to back off from a fight (though I'm naturally peaceable) I didn't get much crap at school and remember getting very little anywhere. However, I experienced it for the first time in an American hospital and was frankly shocked at the
              juvenile nature of the ICU staff and some of the others. My response was more disappointment than anything and I had some fun challenging
              one or two of the people I'd overheard. One of the reasons I didn't change my name (as I'd been advised to do when younger) and use a pseudonym was sheer bloody-mindedness, knowing that my grandfather, for instance, had used his middle name 'Edwards' as his surname through most of his working life. I regarded him as a wimp. My son, who is about twice my size (and equally amiable most of the time) has also had no trouble. It certainly pays to be tall and fit... :)

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              • #8
                Seems to be some humour going on here that is over my head ! :lol:

                What happened to the thread I just started about Mutually Assured Destruction?

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                • #9
                  MM, I recall coming across a picture of your son Max, to whom you allude above, in some context - does he work in education/childcare, perhaps? My career as a writer is, to say the least, a rather more low-profile one than that of a writer of fiction, but some of what I do is in the field of education (hence my earlier interest in Kate's work). I remember him as indeed a man of some substance to whom you seemed to have passed your NEL cover photos beard ('One day, my son...'). Hope he's also well, anyway - you seem to have sired a dynasty of educators! Sophie's work is indeed an education in itself...

                  I know several Maycocks, but you can't have as much fun with them.

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                  • #10
                    Yes, Max works in education. Same as Kate. He and his wife Nathalie recently had a baby (Bobby -- I think he'd have called him West Ham Raiders if he could have got away with it). And I guess it's fair to say that Sophie's work on some levels constitutes an education! Max has a
                    beard, but only a little one. He has yet to get his full licence. And I'm not sure West Ham supporters are allowed full strength beards...

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                    Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles - Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - Modem Times 2.0 - The Sunday Books - The Sundered Worlds


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                    The Laughter of Carthage - Byzantium Endures - London Peculiar and Other Nonfiction - The Sunday Books - Doctor Who: The Coming of the Terraphiles
                    Kizuna: Fiction for Japan - The Sundered Worlds - The Winds of Limbo - Modem Times 2.0 - Elric: Swords and Roses

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                    • #11
                      My Grandfather's name was Harry Johnson.
                      I never thought much of it until about a year ago when I was talking to a co-worker about my family.

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                      • #12
                        A friend of my dad's who lived up the street named his three boys Thomas, Harry (he was a Jr.), and Richard.

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                        • #13
                          I know Mr M is adamant that we all avoid naming our children after any of his characters, so I'd just like to mention a good friend of mine whose parents saw fit to name him "Lorien" (after the forest in Lord of the Rings). I always thought it sounded rather good, but there are so many more LotR fans around now, so I doubt he can go anywhere without people remarking on it and assuming he's a pretentious geek superfan, which he isn't. If it were me, I would have become a bitter n' twisted Tolkien-hating malcontent who slashed cinema seats and urinated on cardboard stand-ups of Gandolf... but he's actually handled it very well. Still, I think parents should really try to be kinder when they start dishing out names. It's a cruel world out there, and the bullies really don't need any more ammunition.

                          D...
                          "That which does not kill us, makes us stranger." - Trevor Goodchild

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Michael Moorcock
                            Maybe because of my size and unwillingness to back off from a fight (though I'm naturally peaceable) I didn't get much crap at school and remember getting very little anywhere. However, I experienced it for the first time in an American hospital and was frankly shocked at the
                            juvenile nature of the ICU staff and some of the others. My response was more disappointment than anything and I had some fun challenging
                            one or two of the people I'd overheard. One of the reasons I didn't change my name (as I'd been advised to do when younger) and use a pseudonym was sheer bloody-mindedness, knowing that my grandfather, for instance, had used his middle name 'Edwards' as his surname through most of his working life. I regarded him as a wimp. My son, who is about twice my size (and equally amiable most of the time) has also had no trouble. It certainly pays to be tall and fit... :)
                            So how tall are you, Michael?
                            (If you won't answer for whatever reason...) Berry? How tall is Michael?
                            Maybe Mike can make a cameo in the movie !
                            \"Bush\'s army of barmy bigots is the worst thing that\'s happened to the US in some years...\"
                            Michael Moorcock - 3am Magazine Interview

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                            • #15
                              I was working on a short contract and the woman who was my contact told me she would introduce me to Mike Hunt, and engineer. She said something like, "I want to introduce you to Mike Hunt." It made me cough. Back at my office, we all had a roaring laugh over it.

                              Michael is 9 ft. 17 in.
                              The cat spread its wings and flew high into the air, hovering to keep pace with them as they moved cautiously toward the city. Then, as they climbed over the rubble of what had once been a gateway and began to make their way through piles of weed-grown masonry, the cat flew to the squat building with the yellow dome upon its roof. It flew twice around the dome and then came back to settle on Jhary's shoulder. - The King of the Swords

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