How not to ask for a martini

After my great aunt died I found this in her desk. Why would she have torn this page from a magazine in the first place, let alone kept it all these years? Likely she viewed it as evidence. No idea of its date, but I’m guessing it’s from the 1930s or 40s. Talk this way now and risk having a martini poured down your pants. At the very least you’re not getting one. To read the whole page, or what’s left of it, click below.

4 comments on "How not to ask for a martini"

  1. This made me laugh out loud – thank you!

    I’ve just found your blog this morning whilst looking for a decent article with pics of Aalto’s Villa Mairea and there are so many intriguing posts, I’m at serious risk of getting no work done today at all!

    Long may Ouno prosper!

    1. Angela, hey! I really like your blog – I’ve been there before. You’re one of the few who actually mixes interior design with technical ecological innovation and other large issues:
      http://livingroomblog.ie/2010/02/08/powering-our-future/

      and I’m so relieved when I go there. Also I love this
      http://livingroomblog.ie/2010/01/21/dublin-open-house-house-1-house-2-by-taka-2/
      and that unbelievable table that folds down out of a bookcase and rests on the rolling cabinet:
      http://livingroomblog.ie/2010/01/26/putting-the-home-into-a-home-office/

      Now go back to work.
      Lindsay

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