Showing posts with label Captain Oates. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Captain Oates. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Drowning In Sentimentality

One has to laugh:
A Titanic memorial cruise was this afternoon forced to turn round just hours after leaving dock as it retraced the doomed liner's voyage across the Atlantic.

MS Balmoral – carrying relatives of Titanic victims among its 1,309 passengers, the same number as on the doomed ship – was earlier battered by 30ft waves as it crossed the Irish Sea.
Maybe it's just me but I find the whole cruise ship jolly nothing more than a shallow and pathetic self-publicity seeking exercise. There was never such tribute - a memorial trek to the South Pole - for Scott and his colleagues. Perhaps because that would have been too difficult.

Update: Nevermind at least you can buy Titanic tat from the shopping channel QVC:

Wake me up when it's all over...

Friday, 16 March 2012

A Very Gallant Gentleman

100 years ago today Captain Oates sacrificed himself to try to save his friends, with his last immortal words - the ultimate example of English understatement:
"I am just going outside and may be some time"