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good pneumonia possibilities

And out we went. They took us to a small jazz club with a very good quartet and I observed with pleasure that it was not only small and crowded but very hot which meant good pneumonia possibilities. I made a note of its name.

—p.179 The Old Man and Me The Old Man and Me (1) by Elaine Dundy
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we left during the juggling act inspo/funny

We went to three night-clubs in quick succession. They were sad and sleazy and awful in a way I’d never quite come across before. It was the sadness mainly. The what-went-wrong look on the waiters’ faces as they stood staring bewilderedly at an empty room most certainly on the brink of bankruptcy. …

—p.173 The Old Man and Me (1) by Elaine Dundy
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KNIghtsbridge and MAYfair weren’t on speaking terms

The English postal service is one of the glories of its nation. You cannot go into a drugstore for some popular brand of toothpaste without being told they’re sorry it’s on order and will only take ten days. You have to face the fact that certain telephone exchanges are ungettable from certain othe…

—p.169 The Old Man and Me (1) by Elaine Dundy
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there must be some place open for dinner

“Hey—not so fast! I haven’t had a square meal all day. Remember?”

“My dear. Of course. How unfortunate. I told my couple they could have the weekend off so I don’t suppose there’s a thing in the house. Still, if you’d like to forage.”

“No I would not,” I said firmly. “I mean I know English Su…

—p.154 The Old Man and Me (1) by Elaine Dundy
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I am still at a loss to explain it

Compared with the slim hard-bodied young men his figure was a joke—round, tubby, pillow-paunchy, it had the consistency of foam rubber; rolling around with him was like rolling around with some big beach toy. But he flung himself into it with a devotion that was disarming. A tyrant on his feet, he …

—p.153 The Old Man and Me (1) by Elaine Dundy