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lisekit asked me if I would Fuck, Marry or Chuck the following Jesus (Oxford)alumni: TE Lawrence, Harold Wilson, and Magnus Magnusson.
Tricky one this, as all are men of great stature - all dead of course, but we will ignore that little hiccup.
We'll start with Magnus Magnusson. Seems a nice chap, but a bit dull - translations from Icelandic and Old Norse into English are all very well, but remind me too much of the dreaded Anglo-Saxon lessons, and his ornithological leaning would frankly bore me. Mr Jacobs, my old English (and indeed Old English) tutor would have loved him, but that, and Mastermind aside, I'm afraid Magnus is a Chuck for me.
TE Lawrence, also known as Lawrence of Arabia, was the adventurer of the three. A keen archeologoist, he did a lot of travelling and got a First in his degree for thesis based on his own extensive field work. He was born in Wales, Gwynedd I think. Throughout his life, he was perceived as a bit of a scamp - enrolling in various services under false names for the adventure of it, stealing deer from Magdalen deer park and leaving them on the Front Quad of (depending which account you read) Exeter or All Souls, diplomacy and embracing the cultures of the Arab nations. He reminds me a little of D in some ways actually!
There were howver, allegations of homosexuality, and he was a noted masochist. Plus of course his love of motorcycles and high speed let to his death in an RTA (which has subsequently led to the law of keeping people safer on the roads by making them wear helmets). So, TE Lawrence would be a Fuck - he's a little too wild to settle down with, but that one night would be a lot of fun.
So that leaves me married to Harold Wilson. Harold Wilson was, of course, a Labour man, which goes much against the grain. However, during his terms in office he did a lot to liberalise the country, including the abolition of capital punishment, liberalisation of abortion law and the abolition of theatre censorship; all of which things I account highly admirale. He clearly had a sense of humour, as he once appeared on Morecambe and Wise.
On the whole, I think not a bad chap to end up with, of the three, with one major downside - later life care.
Despite, or possibly because of, his ridiculous intelligence (he got the highest first to that date in PPE) he suffered from what has now been diagnosed as early onset Alzheimer's, and his Parliamentary speeches are now forming the basis of studies into the effects of the disease on the speech patterns and linguistic cognative functions of sufferers. He eventually, however, died of cancer, poor chap.
If you'd like to join in, leave a comment and I'll try to come up with three members of the appropriate sex for you to decide which one you would fuck, chuck or marry. Post your responses in your own LJ.
Tricky one this, as all are men of great stature - all dead of course, but we will ignore that little hiccup.
We'll start with Magnus Magnusson. Seems a nice chap, but a bit dull - translations from Icelandic and Old Norse into English are all very well, but remind me too much of the dreaded Anglo-Saxon lessons, and his ornithological leaning would frankly bore me. Mr Jacobs, my old English (and indeed Old English) tutor would have loved him, but that, and Mastermind aside, I'm afraid Magnus is a Chuck for me.
TE Lawrence, also known as Lawrence of Arabia, was the adventurer of the three. A keen archeologoist, he did a lot of travelling and got a First in his degree for thesis based on his own extensive field work. He was born in Wales, Gwynedd I think. Throughout his life, he was perceived as a bit of a scamp - enrolling in various services under false names for the adventure of it, stealing deer from Magdalen deer park and leaving them on the Front Quad of (depending which account you read) Exeter or All Souls, diplomacy and embracing the cultures of the Arab nations. He reminds me a little of D in some ways actually!
There were howver, allegations of homosexuality, and he was a noted masochist. Plus of course his love of motorcycles and high speed let to his death in an RTA (which has subsequently led to the law of keeping people safer on the roads by making them wear helmets). So, TE Lawrence would be a Fuck - he's a little too wild to settle down with, but that one night would be a lot of fun.
So that leaves me married to Harold Wilson. Harold Wilson was, of course, a Labour man, which goes much against the grain. However, during his terms in office he did a lot to liberalise the country, including the abolition of capital punishment, liberalisation of abortion law and the abolition of theatre censorship; all of which things I account highly admirale. He clearly had a sense of humour, as he once appeared on Morecambe and Wise.
On the whole, I think not a bad chap to end up with, of the three, with one major downside - later life care.
Despite, or possibly because of, his ridiculous intelligence (he got the highest first to that date in PPE) he suffered from what has now been diagnosed as early onset Alzheimer's, and his Parliamentary speeches are now forming the basis of studies into the effects of the disease on the speech patterns and linguistic cognative functions of sufferers. He eventually, however, died of cancer, poor chap.
If you'd like to join in, leave a comment and I'll try to come up with three members of the appropriate sex for you to decide which one you would fuck, chuck or marry. Post your responses in your own LJ.