How About a Little Though From an Unlikely Source?

We here at Bloody Nib Manor have never been big fans of Joan Collins. It is doubted that either you faithful correspondent or the ever lovely Lady Nib. In fact, it is not a matter of argument for yours to say that a complete episode of the television program Dynasty has ever darkened the Curtis Mathis.

But Miss Collins, or Ms Collins or whatever she deigns to title herself as, was, in her youth and middle age, a naturally pleasing looking woman. One recalls the films she appeared in during the fifties and sixties more for her visual presence than her acting ability. As far as conversation is concerned, her younger sister, Jackie, was a much more sparkling conversationalist than Joan. But one never got the idea that Joan was a dolt, despite her various romances that came to failure. More than a few of us can blame our glands for our mistakes instead of our synapses.

A couple of years ago Ms. Collins wrote a piece for the U. K. Mail. It deserves reading and study. And if you are a Yank just substitute the word American for Britain, Briton and English: DrudgeReportArchives.com © 2007