…that has to be the worst piece of cack I’ve ever heard! Congratulations to whoever spewed that one out! (…from whichever end!) No redeeming points whatever! Cack Prof. Jimmus! Cack Robert Smell! Cack ThatSmellWommun! (…oh yes, there was a tiny piece of Moaney and HellQueen! (…still pretty cackish!))
@Kara , I’m sure I’m not the only reader curious to know exactly what you found about tonight’s episode which elicited your comment: “I rather liked Jim’s storytelling this evening, kept the suspense and showed a sense of humour we have missed recently!” (…as John McEnroe might have screamed: “…you can’t be SERIOUS!!!”)
Heavens, Sturmey, have you nothing to say about Friday’s episode, “The Hangover Cure and its Hilarious Consequences”? Hope everyone’s sides are intact, mine certainly are. Sides unsplit and withers unwrung at the thought of Joe laughing at his son’s and grandson’s ineptitude.
Why, oh why, would they go to the pub to get someone drunk then complain about the expense? Are there no off-licenses? Is there no supermarket on the bypass? And if Clarrie would object to the exercise taking place at Grange Farm, there’s always the cider shed.
I wouldn’t care that it made no sense if only it had actually been funny.
And then there was the impressive Topical Insert which was so incredibly badly inserted: someone who has no reason to be there turns up looking for someone who has gone out, so he goes in for a cuppa in order to talk about things he wouldn’t in the ordinary way. Argh?
I’ve not heard Friday’s offering yet! I was looking forward to sitting down later with a pipe of SPLAT¹ and giving it the once over. Are you suggesting that I might be wasting my time? (…perish that thort!)
¹ Sturmey’s very own smoking mixture (equal parts Smyrna, Perique, Latakia) reminiscent of The Balkan Sobranie Smoking Mixture (Sturmey’s favourite baccy when he lived in Blighty, sadly no longer available )
I used rather to enjoy a Black Sobranie gasper, way back when. Then I deviated to Sullivan Powell Turkish (how I love the chap who introduced me to them; all round good egg, he was).