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whatho'Tain't very incisive, but I wanted to say something along the lines of 'Lumme, Mumbai'. Lumme, Mumbai.
When I haven't been saying that to myself - this is a fairly discordant link, for which I do apologise - I've spent the evening watching The Man From UNCLE and Julian Clary at the Apollo. How I've missed Julian. There was this bit where he was asking people to join him on the stage, and when a chap called Keith said he'd rather not to be honest, Julian moved right on to someone else and didn't rib Keith in any sense and I know that should be the rule and everything but it was sufficiently abnormally considerate (why are people still employing Johnny Vegas?) that it impressed me. Then he said really obscene things about Postman Pat. Oh, Julian.
The Man From UNCLE was beautiful. Obviously. We have an interesting system of cataloguing our Man from UNCLE tapes, in that Mother's written notes on what made her squee the loudest. 'Napoleon and Illya tied up together on bed. Great hair day'. That sort of thing. We watched 'The Yukon Affair' this evening because one of the notes read 'The Trousers!!!', with precisely that many exclamation marks.
And they really were merited.
When I haven't been saying that to myself - this is a fairly discordant link, for which I do apologise - I've spent the evening watching The Man From UNCLE and Julian Clary at the Apollo. How I've missed Julian. There was this bit where he was asking people to join him on the stage, and when a chap called Keith said he'd rather not to be honest, Julian moved right on to someone else and didn't rib Keith in any sense and I know that should be the rule and everything but it was sufficiently abnormally considerate (why are people still employing Johnny Vegas?) that it impressed me. Then he said really obscene things about Postman Pat. Oh, Julian.
The Man From UNCLE was beautiful. Obviously. We have an interesting system of cataloguing our Man from UNCLE tapes, in that Mother's written notes on what made her squee the loudest. 'Napoleon and Illya tied up together on bed. Great hair day'. That sort of thing. We watched 'The Yukon Affair' this evening because one of the notes read 'The Trousers!!!', with precisely that many exclamation marks.
And they really were merited.
