First Clown: A pestilence on him for a mad rogue! ‘a pour’d a flagon of Rhenish on my head once. This same skull, sir, was, sir, Yorick’s skull, the King’s jester. Hamlet: This? [Takes the skull] First Clown: E’en that. Hamlet: Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest, of most… Fortsett å lese Taking off a cylinder head, while quoting Hamlet
Pictures from the night I got my motorcycle, a Tempo Standard from 1955.