That’s you that is…

Or, more correctly… That’s you that is.

So I’m off again for a few days. After the rather depressing weekend of ill that was Easter, which was spent mostless doubled-over on the sofa to a soundtrack of “ugh…” or trying to sleep on a bed bathed in glorious sunshine, I’m off to Jersey. A couple days of often disorganised pottering, intermingled with beach-reading and ocassional rehearsing.

So I’d thought I’d leave you with a few brief glimpses of how I’ve been wasting valuably using my time lately taking walks down the internet byways of old TV. I think it’s something to do with my birthday which is fast approaching this week, and feeling old. So here you have it, a few shows that have shaped my view of the world.

First on the list is The Mary Whitehouse Experience.

Although few people believe me, I cottoned on to TMWE when it was still on Radio 1. Back in the days when Mark and Lard still had Simon Armitage and others reading poetry and long before every third word of radio 1’s playlist had to be bleeped out, it had a comedy hour which also including Armando Ianucci and Lee and Herring’s Fist of Fun. I have to admit to preferring Punt and Dennis, possibly because I’d seen them on parental favourite The Jasper Carrott Show, exhibited in my now religious listening to The Now Show on Radio 4.

Rob Newman and David Baddiel may now be touting their Oxbridge skills in novels nowadays, but back then repeated catchphrases were the way of the world. Like a thinking-man’s Harry Enfield’s and Chums, it led to many hours of shouting “Lovely, Milky-milky”, and hilarity in the form of pointing to a school textbook and saying “see that snot on the corner of my Y5 maths book? That’s you that is…”

Wonderful. Join me in my interweb meander down memory lane here, or here.