It's never too late......

The role of Daniel in "The Man Who Would be King" was reputedly Sean Connery's favorite of all of films. We watched the 1975 flick last night and enjoyed it. 37 years old, it's still fine rollicking, buddy-movie fantasy entertainment.

Karoom Ben Bouih at 103

We were surprised to learn on IMDB that Karoom Ben Bouih who played the high priest Kafu Selimi was 103 years old when he made his one and only movie appearance. He was working as the night watchman of an olive orchard near the Moroccan filming location. John Huston bumped into him and hired him. He'd fall asleep on the set (who wouldn't at 103?) and Huston finally talked him into giving up his night job. Reminded me a little of the Balinese night watchman Nyoman at the Villa Uma in Ubud, Bali where we got married.

At Villa Uma, Bali Wedding: Wayan, Ketut, me, my sister Eilleen, Made, her son Wayan, Richard, Nyoman the night watchman

Nyoman was very old and once owned the beautiful property where the villa was built.   

Outdoor bath, overlooking the property at Villa Uma, Ubud, Bali

View for wedding lunch

 Nyoman would prowl around at night with a flashlight (everyone in Bali had a watchman at that point - it was just after the Bali bombings) and my brother-in-law, jet-lagged and unable to sleep would keep him company trying to pick up a few Balinese words in the process.

But I digress.....Christopher Plummer was in the film playing Rudyard Kipling, the narrator. Plummer holds a record himself in the age department having won an Academy Award in 2010 for Best Actor in  "Beginners". He was 82, the oldest actor to win an Academy Award.

Knit leggings

Writing about uncomfortable knit clothing reminded me of these "leggings" we used to wear as kids. Looking at the loose knit I have no idea how we stayed warm at -20 or -30, but I guess we did. As if these leggings weren't ugly enough, there's the hat. It's a wonder I'm not more neurotic than I am.

The best thing about this photo is my fat cat Sandy whose head was bigger than mine at this point.  As he didn't have leggings he didn't go out in the cold and probably just lounged around eating all the time. He sure looks better than me.

Bathing Beauties

Beth has a box full of old family photos she's going through - looks like hundreds of them. I've seen some and as most are from Winnipeg, they're of interest to me. I've been rooting around in my own stash, nowhere nearly as extensive as Beth's, and I found this one.

My Aunt Nita and my mother (with ringlets and a scowl) are in the foreground, my younger aunts in the back wearing those horrible knit bathing suits that stretched in the water. My grandmother probably knit the suits - I remember having one that you'd have to hold up with both hands once you got in the water.
It's hard to swim with no hands available... but it was either swim and lose the suit or hold the suit up.  They were horribly itchy too which is why the younger aunts don't look too happy.

I showed this photo to Richard and he inquired about the legs sticking out on the right of my mother and when he pointed them out, I realized my Uncle Louis was lounging behind the girls, his head in Nita's lap. What I really wondered about was the pile of overcoats off to the left and the brick wall in the background of the scene. Did they wear overcoats to this sandy area and set them in a big pile? Were these other people's coats? What about the briefcase on the bottom of the heap?