Gosh! I'd forgotten it was by Shaw! Isn't the Internet wonderful?
A gazogene is a soda syphon.

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PASSION, POISON, AND PETRIFACTION OR THE FATAL GAZOGENE

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Bruce J. Taub

Passion, Poison, and Petrifaction or the Fatal Gazogene is "A Brief Tragedy for Barns and Booths" written in 1905 by George Bernard Shaw and first presented in "The Theatre Royal" (a "tent booth" theatre) at the Theatrical Garden Party, Regent's Park, London in aid of the Actors' Orphanage Fund. An attempt on the life of Lady Magnesia Fitztollemache is thwarted by a providential sneeze and she recognizes the would-be murderer as her husband, George. Adolphus (her lover) enters and George poisons him with soda water from the gazogene. Magnesia manages to convince her husband to reveal the antidote, however, which is lime (not the fruit, but calcium oxide). They cram pieces of plaster from the ceiling into Adolphus which make him half crazy and thirsty for the remaining soda water which then causes him to effervesce. After a great commotion involving the landlord, a policeman and finally a doctor, a thunderbolt enters the room killing all three. The maid sweeps them up and retires for the night. Lady Magnesia and George then prop up Adolphus who has now completely petrified while angels sing "Bill Bailey" and the "living statue" raises his hands towards heaven.

I had to really search for *you* as blog seems to have gone astray of late - The Everday Story of... is totally barren when it comes to the interest and pash, erotic thinking and stimulation of the imagination, to be gained here.

I don't know Peacocks, I've never come across the shop, but with such a name one doesn't have to strain the gravy up top to work out what a fascinating day or three could be had mooching around there, let alone trying on things, hopefully in utter privacy or with the one you want in tow!

Have you ever thought about getting to the 'alternative' clothing exhibitions that occur at Olympia.

I love your description of your non-PC tutu. It seems the skirt has flagged a little, in the right places. I must refer you back to my much earlier suggestion of investing in a homely chaise longue, it is bound to suit that kind of personal lounging or boudoir decor, without decorum.

Thanks to Menhir for the above thoughts. Personally I find anything can trigger passionate thoughts if the mood is right but I know what she means. One of the joys of blogging is the way that others' thoughts will take you places you'd not planned to go. I love the Archers triv, if not to everyone's tastes. But when I started here someone who's since left wrote about Pat Barker's Regeneration trilogy and I suddenly got caught up with it, reread the books and was exchanging thoughts on war and literature. And now to underwear and stuff. I do like Blogland!

I shall defend Ambridge as and when the mood takes me, but back to passion, underwear and chaise-longues!
(BTW does anyone know of a play called 'Passion, Petrifaction and the Fatal Gazogene'? I shall look it up later!)

Peacocks is, I believe, a Wales and West store that has been around since my childhood. The market of my hometown had a Peacock's stall. It does clothing and homewares, but concentration more on fashion stuff in recent years. They do sensible underwear that out-sensibles M&S for far less, but also do the tacky stuff and everything in between. My busty, narrow-backed friend has got some really nice bras there. As well as underwear I've got some fabulous shoes there and cheap and cheerful but quite reasonable everyday clothing.

I really do think I need a chaise longue, but wouldn't be quite brave enough to pose in just the underwear! I have a rather nice layered black net petticoat which both reveals and covers a multitude of sins - Great for an extra layer over the saucier stuff!

Love idea of my strange Peacock's tart outfit being a non-PC tutu!