Dub a dub a dum dum
Dub a dub a dum dum

Imagine if the Republicans had the balls to Some of them are already fingering their collars.

I can only hear ‘montelimar’ the way G Harrison says it.

So you keep telling me

Was it that new version of Gaslight?

He was actually christened Gordon but when the poetry took hold he thought the whole name lacked gravitas.
He nicked Wystan from EL Wisty, and Hugh from Hugh Cornwell out of some Stranglers.

More straightforward and guessable than the W in WH Auden, which you could take 60 goes at and still fail.

Very smart

Can re-confirm. Here’s this librarian enjoying my favourite drink. A cardie and Coke.

We were watching Against All Odds once in Canterbury, and there’s a bit where Rachel Ward calls after Jeff Bridges “Terry, wait!”
This was while the archbishop’s tallest hostage negotiator was jetting round the front pages. Whole crowd laughed out loud.

Still can’t get used to there being another Vincent H.

He popped up on a podcast earlier in the year and I thought yes, let’s return to Carl. Didn’t yet, AND I’ve forgotten which podcast it was. I’ll buy it for the library.

If That Sinking Feeling’s not on there, I’m throwing my chaise longue right out the gazebo.

I suspect you of deliberately tossing the sausage to allow you to make this admittedly admirable joke. Rather as I suspect Dorothy Parker went to all that trouble of buying and housing a parrot, and naming him Onan cos she just couldn’t wait to do her ‘Because he spills his seed on the ground’ joke.

Most of ‘em wouldn’t even pass a foreground check.

Deer, deer, deer.