tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post7013176154277569038..comments2023-05-20T11:17:23.173+01:00Comments on The Blog of Eternal Disappointment: Heartless spectacle-selling bastardsDanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01773088730561800442noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-69026913937345446152014-05-29T12:01:54.915+01:002014-05-29T12:01:54.915+01:00No the farmer would have got paid for doing the ad...No the farmer would have got paid for doing the advert so not stupid - very clever. Funny about the specsavers crew though. LolAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-83515120238354560302013-08-15T23:35:35.562+01:002013-08-15T23:35:35.562+01:00Hi Blog of Eternal Disappointment. I have recentl...Hi Blog of Eternal Disappointment. I have recently seen this advertisement on Australian television and I (naturally?) assumed that the farmer/shearer was from New Zealand! Am I wrong? The advertisement reminds me of the 80s and 90s television commercials.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-48710772273137160962013-06-30T20:42:08.594+01:002013-06-30T20:42:08.594+01:00When since does it get dark here is Scotland at 1P...When since does it get dark here is Scotland at 1PM in the afternoon in summer!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-30237665875930503832013-06-07T07:49:01.399+01:002013-06-07T07:49:01.399+01:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-28818881268372620692013-06-06T21:35:07.456+01:002013-06-06T21:35:07.456+01:00This comment has been removed by the author.Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01773088730561800442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-64954888837012330142013-01-02T18:35:37.718+00:002013-01-02T18:35:37.718+00:00Due to a series of abusive comments left by an ano...Due to a series of abusive comments left by an anonymous reader originating from the IP Address 130.88.100.226 (University of Manchester), I'm afraid that all comments now require administrator approval prior to publication.Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01773088730561800442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-27704108121772445592012-04-29T00:50:22.826+01:002012-04-29T00:50:22.826+01:00Even though you seem to have your heart in the rig...Even though you seem to have your heart in the right place for your fellow man (or farmer one might say) I have to admit that your imagination is running a bit away with you... <br />First off all this is not in scotland! The place you see is a village in The Faroe Islands called Saksun - one of the most beautiful places in the world. And you can't imaging how different these two countries are.... <br />- and to the comment about farmers suicide rates being high: It's true that the farmers live a hard life (especially in the Faroes because of the rough landscape) and because this is an english advert I assume that these are english records you refer to. Because the definitely don't apply in the Faroes.... (how I know this? Well in the Islands there are around 48.000 people and if someone kills himself, boy you can be sure that everyone will know!.... ) the farmers that do die younger than the rest are the ones that fall of a cliff - usually around 500 m down to the freezing cold sea. If you do that on purpose you really have a misery life and want to end it in the most painful way there is.... <br /><br />The only "real" thing that's wrong with this advert is that he's shearing his sheep during the winter... the time when the sheep need their wool the most!<br /><br />The farmer on the other hand is probably going to be just fine so don't worry ;)Bryndisnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-14381312655662069492012-03-04T16:38:39.634+00:002012-03-04T16:38:39.634+00:00Every time I see that advert I am saddened. Feel s...Every time I see that advert I am saddened. Feel so sorry for the old lonely farmer and then the sorry looking dog. Nobody deserves to be that alone!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-21188676909076811222011-11-13T20:56:22.086+00:002011-11-13T20:56:22.086+00:00What happened next? I mean, what did the tv crew ...What happened next? I mean, what did the tv crew do - when they left did they offer to take the man the 70-odd+ miles to the nearest Specsavers only to find it took so long to get there the shop was closed and there was no way the farmer could get home? Or was the shop open but he couldn't afford even a cheap pair of specs? <br />Or, did they merely wave goodbye, or since it was dark and cold outside, did they sit down by the dog, huddling together for warmth waiting for the morning so as they could share the last handful of groats before buggering off, reminding the old man to get to town to buy some specs? Talk about eternal disappointment!Tui Chizownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11362569853162067460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-26455726254999748682011-08-09T13:50:15.179+01:002011-08-09T13:50:15.179+01:00This form of tongue in cheek backward summersault ...This form of tongue in cheek backward summersault humour is very english and very much of the post war generation. This sort of witty articulate writing would be completely lost on the war generation and the yanks and the canadians and the irish. I love it.qwertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17202273431119875584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-71287002648571474072011-06-23T16:42:36.288+01:002011-06-23T16:42:36.288+01:00"I laughed aloud when I read that" - you..."I laughed aloud when I read that" - you don't work for Specsavers do you? If not, you might consider a career change. You appear to have the requisite level of callow heartlessness required to get a job in their marketing department.<br /><br />I'll see you there. :o)Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01773088730561800442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-12211428138204547992011-06-23T10:28:07.474+01:002011-06-23T10:28:07.474+01:00I laughed aloud when I read that - what kind of mo...I laughed aloud when I read that - what kind of monster am I???Kolley Kibberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07055145770836351738noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-82278672880228024012011-06-20T19:40:41.929+01:002011-06-20T19:40:41.929+01:00ISBW - I'm glad that you agree with me. I won...ISBW - I'm glad that you agree with me. I wonder what Specsavers will do for an encore. Perhaps a father in his shiny Daewoo picking the kids up from school, their arms laden with freshly-baked scones and pictures made from lentils. He pulls out into traffic and suddenly, BANG! The kids are both propelled through the length of the car and out of the windscreen, landing in crunched up heaps on the pavement. As the father stares out of the shattered windscreen, terror and soul-destroying remorse etched into his horror-stricken face, the words "Should've gone to Specsavers" appear on the screen. You mark my words, it'll happen. The utter bastards.Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01773088730561800442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8505209.post-67613833443637986802011-06-20T10:28:53.021+01:002011-06-20T10:28:53.021+01:00It's all true! Every word you've written! ...It's all true! Every word you've written! And no bloody wonder suicide rates among farmers are the highest of any occupational group - look at the life this man has led. Unremitting misery, and Specsavers think it's clever to have a bloody good sneer at him. <br /><br />They should be firebombed, every last branch.Kolley Kibberhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07055145770836351738noreply@blogger.com