We’ve mentioned this before, but where the hell do soap characters go when they’re not required?
Any one episode will feature three or four theads, right? These usually involve around six families. So what happens if a character’s not required? Are we supposed to imagine that they’re still about, just doing their usual thing whilst all the drama in their life is put on hold until the cameras can be arsed to start rolling in front of them?
For example – where the hell has Gary been in Eastenders for the past month? Minty too has been missing for a while – only appearing in what might be considered a cameo role, having a chuckle about the new massage parlour for all of a minute before wafting off back into the ether.
Ben’s gone AWOL too, though that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Some reports have inferred that he’s shaved his head, stuck on a white smock and is currently trying to rebrand Little Chef, but these are unconfirmed.
ALL of the Bianca clan have vanished. My better half tells me they’re on holiday – but I suspect that, like the others mentioned, they’ve been packed off to Quarantine.
Shirl’s in quarantine too – with a suspected dose of madness, what with all the lusting after Phil she’s been up to recently. Another character who’s currently surplus to requirements, she sits in plot limbo, idly twiddling her thumbs until the voyeurs demand she come back.
Eastenders Quarantine is, I presume, a lonely place. Surely there must be a more humane way of freezing time for the Walford residents as we viewers, standing like Greek Gods over their fates, get on with the most important plot points, or take a break from the more intense storylines? The thought of them shivering in Quarantine until such time as they’re recalled – or sent off packing to The Bill for eternity – leaves me cold.
Tags: BBC 1, Crap TV, Culture, Eastenders, Entertainment, Media, Soap Operas, Television, TV
January 21, 2009 at 10:37 am
Cripes.
*pin drops*
January 21, 2009 at 10:50 am
In The Archers, “quarentined” characters are often said goodbye to at the end of a scene, or spoken to on the phone.
Little Miss Sunshine, saw it on Sunday. Fantastic..
January 21, 2009 at 10:57 am
I think they must all be out in sympathy with Clarry.
I have nothing more sensible to add, as i neither know nor care where quarantined actors go. Probably back to waiting tables and the like.
Just thought I’d try and help out with conversation.
January 21, 2009 at 10:59 am
Oh, except Nick T, obviously (re the being out in sympathy with Clarry issue)
January 21, 2009 at 10:59 am
Mel – are you a lurker? Or have you commented before. Hello.
January 21, 2009 at 11:00 am
I mostly lurk, but have commented before – once or twice only. Today I am home sick from work, and very bored.
January 21, 2009 at 11:04 am
I am in sympathy with anyone in hobible.
What is she having done anyway?
January 21, 2009 at 11:09 am
Nick, not really sure.
I have a kind of related question though – what about the “silent characters” that appear in these things – like Big Ron of old, or Freda in the Archers? Do they have a quarantine, if they are not integral to the plot?
January 21, 2009 at 11:18 am
http://www.thisislondon.co.uk/showbiz/article-23623626-details/Top+Gear%27s+Stig+is+%27unmasked%27/article.do
Oh sweet god, no
He’s human, with hair
January 21, 2009 at 11:20 am
*struggles to care*
*doesn’t manage*
this may be coz i iz a guurrl
January 21, 2009 at 11:23 am
How can you not care Mel?
You’re no girl, girls get all en-frothed a the sight of a man wearing a Simpson lid with a tinted visor
January 21, 2009 at 11:24 am
Oh, what *does* that make me then?
January 21, 2009 at 11:26 am
A nun, a dirty rotten ruddy nun
January 21, 2009 at 11:27 am
Can’t be doing with ‘stenders and it’s grief TV
January 21, 2009 at 11:27 am
Blimey, one learns a lot on this site.
*Is enlightened*
January 21, 2009 at 11:30 am
Wolfman, the Stig.
Unlike Melnun you’re presumably equipped with a winkle, what say you?
January 21, 2009 at 11:35 am
Personally I couldn’t care less about ‘The Stig’. I have a massive tail on my front.
January 21, 2009 at 11:40 am
If you’d said that a month ago I’d have believed you, but of late, you’ve been watching… I NO U AND YOR TAYL
January 21, 2009 at 11:52 am
Mel, the silent folk in TA are mere pawns. Take, for example, the latest Will knocking over the concrete mushroom…………
January 21, 2009 at 11:55 am
Yes, i was just listening to that on ‘Listen Again’, which prompted the question.
Oh, listening to the Archers in the internets – maybe piqued is right.
*prays*
January 21, 2009 at 11:58 am
I podcast it Mel.
January 21, 2009 at 12:10 pm
I used to listen to the Archers a lot, I can’t these days because of Rory (an adult making baby noises) and his fucking dad mentioing him all the cunting time. But the main reason is Ruth. She makes me want to skin my fore. That fucking accent and her goody-two shoes attitutude AAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. NOT IN MY NAYM
January 21, 2009 at 12:12 pm
She is possibly the most anoying. Jazza has the worst accent. I’m sure he just maKES WORDS UP!
January 21, 2009 at 12:17 pm
*shoves bic up cock slit*
January 21, 2009 at 12:19 pm
See what you’ve done Mel?
January 21, 2009 at 12:23 pm
hey it was a perfectly innocent question. I cannot be held responsible for Piqued’s mental state, nor his propensity for self harm.
January 21, 2009 at 12:36 pm
I always wondered that with neigbours. The Kennedy clan seemed to be running an adoption service with the amount of kids they took into their house and this mansion full of little kids would be dead for about three weeks and then all hell would break loose.
I liked to think that Sky Mangel just got on a bus at the end of her storylines and dissapeared to nowhere like in ghostworld but sadly she went all blonde.
January 21, 2009 at 12:37 pm
See, you just don’t care.
What illness do you have Mel?
*cares*
January 21, 2009 at 12:37 pm
The Archers? I feel like I’ve walked into an old folks’ home.
January 21, 2009 at 12:44 pm
Get used to it you old git….
January 21, 2009 at 12:46 pm
*licks gums*
January 21, 2009 at 12:48 pm
Speaking of illness, Clarry under the knife today. I think we should allow ourselves a few minutes of quiet contemplation in her honour
*gently removes bic*
January 21, 2009 at 12:48 pm
Yeah sorry SH, I also feel a bit like that TBH, even though i appear to be of a similar age to the rest of you (except piqued), judging by having such similar cultural references.
Nick – no illness per se, thanks for asking. I had a little accident, and am a bit bruised up. One eye refuses to open, and depth perception is a necessity in a town, such as the one where I reside, where cyclists are allowed to run amok! I also care a great deal that Piqued has decided upon self harm as a means of not listening to the Archers (especially “little Ruari”). I think simply not listening to R4 between 19.06 and 19.15 nor on a Sunday morning before DID to be a much safer way to relieve his pain.
January 21, 2009 at 12:49 pm
*puts teeth back in*
*bows head*
*wig falls off*
January 21, 2009 at 12:51 pm
*plays GTA in silence*
*thinks of nice things on Clarry’s behalf*
Mel – don’t tell Piqued you’re injured, he likes that sort of thing, the ancient, doddering pervert.
January 21, 2009 at 12:53 pm
What’s going on in ‘ere?
January 21, 2009 at 12:55 pm
Oh, here he is..
Nappers, The Stig. You’ll understand won’t you
*looks up doe-eyed*
*slides bic back in*
January 21, 2009 at 12:55 pm
Oops, thanks for the tip, SH.
No injuries to see here Piqued, move along please.
January 21, 2009 at 12:58 pm
That’s him, is it? Well if it is, his job’s up the swanny.
Actually, I’d read rumours it was Ben Collins before. I’m still not convinced, as I’m still holding out hope that it is a demon-like creature under that helmet.
January 21, 2009 at 12:58 pm
Stig of the dump? Or a different stig?
January 21, 2009 at 1:03 pm
Stig of the Dump was shit.
January 21, 2009 at 1:07 pm
And yet, somehow, still better than Stig of the Top Gear…
January 21, 2009 at 1:07 pm
Uncaring people like you are the reason he lived in the quarry all alone.
*cries*
January 21, 2009 at 1:15 pm
Catweasel was better..
January 21, 2009 at 1:16 pm
Mel – Rubbish! Obviously, being a bird, you haven’t got the faintest idea what you’re on about when it comes to talking about Top Gear. If your sort had their way, the show would be replaced with an hour’s worth of flaff about shoes, shopping and celebrities.
Ugeine – Fuck him and his quarry.
January 21, 2009 at 1:19 pm
Wasn’t Catweasel played by the same fella who was in Wurzel Gummidge? Not Wurzel Gummidge – the other one?
(Not Aunt Sally)
Carly Simon’s Coming Around Again on the radio …
January 21, 2009 at 1:21 pm
NC – I am not a typical girl, as i also hate shoes and shopping and fluffy things.
You are right about Catweasel though, he played the Crowman in Wurzel Gummidge
January 21, 2009 at 1:23 pm
I think he was in the odd Avengers methinks…
January 21, 2009 at 1:23 pm
A stone cold classic – I know nothing stays the same.
Catweasel – didn’t he form the Stereo MCs?
January 21, 2009 at 1:28 pm
And Charlotte Coleman was in WG as well, before she went on to play Marmalade Atkins in that all time classic “Educating Marmalade”
Ah, they don’t make kids TV like that anymore. Not that i have watched kids TV since i was a kid, you understand.
January 21, 2009 at 1:30 pm
Mel – I doubt that. Like the rest of your accursed sex, your house is no doubt overflowing with shoes and clothes you never wear and magazines full of celebrity tittle-tattle. And your bed’s covered in stuffed toys, despite you being an adult. And you’re a bloody vegetarian. This is what ALL women are like, and no amount of ‘facts’ to the contrary will persuade me otherwise. So there!
January 21, 2009 at 1:37 pm
NC – that may be correct, but they belong to my boyfriend!
January 21, 2009 at 1:38 pm
Jon Pertwee (he was Doctor Who, 2nd one I think -my favourite too, his assistant Sarah was right hot, probably) was Wurzel, Geoffrey Baynam was Catweazel (or something)
More spurious facts to follow
January 21, 2009 at 1:39 pm
Melnun, you can’t have a boyfriend, your ‘boyfriend’ is the Lord and he doesn’t exist
January 21, 2009 at 1:41 pm
Flawless, Piqued.
January 21, 2009 at 1:44 pm
You should see my penis if you want ‘flawless’ Ugeine
*unzips*
*notices bic poking out helmet*
*zips*
You should see my pens, I mean.
(Not that one though)
January 21, 2009 at 1:45 pm
What was the Crowman’s dog called? He used to ride in the basket on his three wheeled bike.
January 21, 2009 at 1:46 pm
Sorry for my absence, i had a little ROFL, and have just dusted myself back down.
Oh, piqued, there are laws against that you know, now PUT THAT AWAY
January 21, 2009 at 1:46 pm
God-botherer, is she? I might have guessed. There used to be one of those buggers in the flat below me who used to roar Bible quotations up my stairs whenever I played the Godless music of The Rolling Stones. My dog went for a shit in his house once.
January 21, 2009 at 1:46 pm
Now I know how Joan of Arc felt.
January 21, 2009 at 1:48 pm
I gave up bothering imaginary friends many many moons ago – in fact as soon as i was “confirmed” and therefore allowed to make up my own mind i told them to bugger off.
My mum was not happy *has catholic guilt flashback*
January 21, 2009 at 1:48 pm
Why, Ugeine? Are you on fire at the moment?
January 21, 2009 at 1:48 pm
Ugeine – as the flames rose to your Roman nose?
January 21, 2009 at 1:49 pm
I live with a Christian. She doesn’t eat pork. I don’t get quite how pork gets in the way of eternal salvation and God’s infinite love, but I’m hellbound anyway.
January 21, 2009 at 1:51 pm
You mean, all those people wandering round shopping centres whilst wearing “I am the Stig” t-shirts were… were… fibbing??????
I don’t believe it.
January 21, 2009 at 1:52 pm
Mel: And my Walkman started to melt.
January 21, 2009 at 1:52 pm
‘I live with a Christian. She doesn’t eat pork’
This is correct, it says in the bible that you shouldn’t, the Christians usually flaunt this one, that and the bit about killing.
Melnun, same here. Confirmed and out.
January 21, 2009 at 1:55 pm
She doesn’t eat pork? Are you sure she’s a Christian? I thought their particular branch of fairytale mumbo-jumbo didn’t have ancient dietry restrictions (that is if, like they do, you ignore that whole not eating shellfish dictat in the bible)?
January 21, 2009 at 1:59 pm
LEVITICUS, chapter 11, verse 7-8
Also the pig, because it is a splitter of the hoof and a former of a cleft in the hoof, but it itself does not chew the cud. It is unclean for you. You must not eat any of their flesh, and you must not touch their dead body. They are unclean to you
January 21, 2009 at 2:00 pm
Btw, I knew that quote and shit, I didn’t copy it or nothing…
Right, just off to be on the right hand side of my father for a bit, I mean take a big plop
January 21, 2009 at 2:01 pm
Someone was clearly *said in Terry Jones voice* makin’ it up.
What utter rabid nonsense (Leviticus, not piqued, for once).
January 21, 2009 at 2:02 pm
Yes, but Leviticus is Old Testament, isn’t it? I thought your Christian mob swept all that aside with their endless sorting things out conferences in the early days of the church. I’ve certainly never heard of a Christian not eating pork before. Jews and Muslims, yes, but not Christians.
January 21, 2009 at 2:03 pm
…oh, one other thing. That quote follows some stuff about eating Chunky Peanut Kit Kats at dusk
January 21, 2009 at 2:03 pm
When I say she’s a Christian, she’s an Adventist, so that might have something to do with it.
Not that it matters. when you believe a jewish guy rose from the dead and a senior citizen built a battleship eating stuff been a reason for eternal damnation isn’t that much of a stretch of the imagination.
January 21, 2009 at 2:04 pm
Piqued – surely you’re thinking of “Gremlins”, not the Good Book?
January 21, 2009 at 2:04 pm
I read a good book the other day. About some ships.
January 21, 2009 at 2:06 pm
An “IN-vetist”
HA ha ha HA
January 21, 2009 at 2:06 pm
…hang on, New Testament gives the peanut Chunky Kit Kats the thumbs up. No Dime bars on the Sabbath though, blast
January 21, 2009 at 2:10 pm
*hi fives Nick*
January 21, 2009 at 2:12 pm
What’s so unclean about pigs anyway? Cows are hardly sanitary.
January 21, 2009 at 2:14 pm
Sorry, I was trying to find logic in religion there. My mistake.
January 21, 2009 at 2:15 pm
Why do the botherers of various gods, object to the forskin.
Eh?
Answers on a postcard to the usual address….
January 21, 2009 at 2:16 pm
. Not much, except, like shellfish, their meat tends to go off quickly, especially in warmer climes (such as the middle east)
If the Bible were to be made up today, they would probably say the same for leftovers at the back of the fridge that have developed interesting life forms.
January 21, 2009 at 2:16 pm
erm, that was about pigs, not foreskins…
January 21, 2009 at 2:16 pm
Cows ARE dirty, I agree. I went for a walk in the countryside once, pointed out a cow to my other half and lo, it did lift its tail and spew turd from it’s anus, without even batting one of its monstrous eyelids. Dirty cow.
January 21, 2009 at 2:18 pm
So you go to Hell for letting meat go off now? Christ, he’s not got much patience.
January 21, 2009 at 2:18 pm
Ugeine – Pigs were riddled with all manner of unsavoury parasites and worms THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO. The writers of the Bible were trying to point out practical dos and don’ts for the faithful living THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO IN THE DESERT. This, then, is just one reason why basing your life around a book written for the benefit of long-dead, unhygeinic serfs with a life-expectancy not much above thirty years old is peculiar. Still, whatever gets you through the day …
January 21, 2009 at 2:20 pm
God bless you napoleon. Or not, but you know what I mean.
January 21, 2009 at 2:21 pm
I had the misfortune to spend some time on a dairy farm in Cumbria as a boy. I lived in a caravan on my own (my parents and I were never close), and every morning I’d open my curtains to the sight of cows spraying their shite up my windows.
So Swineshead’s right – they DO go for shits.
January 21, 2009 at 2:22 pm
So basically, she’ll never eat pork because thousands of years ago it went off in a fairly warm climate (not turn of the millennium Northampton)? Ha! Silly bitch. Though her religion doesn’t stop her getting porked though. Ho ho ho.
January 21, 2009 at 2:24 pm
Christians don’t “Flaunt” that one .They may indeed Flout it if it in fact applied to them. Which it doesn’t. Or any other dietary requirements of the OT. The only dietary restriction in the NT is Paul’s advice to abstain from the meat of strangled animals. Was the pork strangled?
They are definitely not allowed to shag women who are not their wives or stick their willies up other peoples bums.
Never stops me though…..OOOPS!
January 21, 2009 at 2:24 pm
I saw a horse do a big piss once, it went on for ages. It was still going after I came
January 21, 2009 at 2:26 pm
Flaunt, flout, fuckoff, it’s all much of a muchness
January 21, 2009 at 2:26 pm
Piqued – do you know that you can whistle to encourage horses to wee – but only if you think they need one.
January 21, 2009 at 2:27 pm
Piqued’s just sent me a video of a half-naked woman farting repeatedly into a cake. I … erm … well I don’t really know what else to say.
http://www.cakefarts.com/
If you watch this at work, welcome to the unemployment line …
January 21, 2009 at 2:29 pm
I didn’t send that!
*eats cake*
January 21, 2009 at 2:30 pm
Liar.
January 21, 2009 at 2:31 pm
Tom – that’s incriminating evidence, that is.
Mel – what tune do you have to whistle? Wee Are The World?
Nappers – the filthy bastard sent that to me too. Obviously – I watched the whole thing. Then ill-advisedly told my missus that I’d watched it on her computer.
January 21, 2009 at 2:31 pm
*whistle at ugly fat woman in the office*
January 21, 2009 at 2:32 pm
I didn’t send anything to anyone.
This cake is awfully brown.
January 21, 2009 at 2:33 pm
SH – ‘Horse wee, horse wee don’t you stop’
*hopes everyone knows that nursery rhyme*
January 21, 2009 at 2:37 pm
Swineshead – My missus is sat on the opposite sofa to mine, and was DISGUSTED with the noises coming out of my computer courtesy of Piqued and his mucky mind. Didn’t stop me watching the entire video, mind.
January 21, 2009 at 2:38 pm
So a horse will wee, if it wants to…..
January 21, 2009 at 2:38 pm
That is the most appalling yet funny thing I have seen in ages.
Now that one is definitely ut if your a Christian.
Pauls letter to the Flatulent Chapter 1 verse 3
January 21, 2009 at 2:39 pm
Incriminating me as a Bummer or a Christian?
January 21, 2009 at 2:40 pm
‘Now that one is definitely ut if your a Christian’
Pardon?
January 21, 2009 at 2:41 pm
Ut
January 21, 2009 at 2:43 pm
Sometimes spelled “oot” if you are Jockinese.
“Out”. If you are Engerlish
January 21, 2009 at 2:48 pm
Nick – if you are riding a horse, it will stop to wee. Sometimes it pretends it wants one to play silly buggers. If you whistle, and it is not lying, it cannot help but to start passing water. If it is pretending, no wee will be forthcoming, and so you can make it go on it’s way.
January 21, 2009 at 2:51 pm
Beats cow tipping, Mel
January 21, 2009 at 2:52 pm
except my fact is true and cow tipping is nonsense.
January 21, 2009 at 2:57 pm
Why’s cow tipping nonsense?
January 21, 2009 at 2:58 pm
Keep talking about horse wee, I’ve not finished
January 21, 2009 at 3:01 pm
Because cows actually do lie down to sleep, as do most other four-legged animals. Thus, it is not possible to push them over while asleep. Also, they and their ancestors are prey creatures, which use things like the herd to protect them, meaning one is always on guard and thus it is very difficult to sneak up on one to ‘tip’ it anyway.
Now i have revealed myself as a zoology geek. Can we go back to discussing the finer points of having imaginary friends?
January 21, 2009 at 3:02 pm
Tell Beavis & Butthead PROF!
January 21, 2009 at 3:04 pm
You could push ’em over when they’re awake though. And it’d serve ’em right too. Cud-chewing shithouses.
January 21, 2009 at 3:06 pm
Baaah, thanks a lot Mel. I was on Eric Liddell at 3 yards and you buggered it up with bovine back chat.
Some nun you are.
January 21, 2009 at 3:07 pm
*whistles*
January 21, 2009 at 3:09 pm
January 21, 2009 at 3:11 pm
*falls over*
Bitch!
January 21, 2009 at 3:12 pm
Ugh, as in innocently piqued!
And Eric Liddell was a committed Christian Missionary. I doubt he would have approved. Nor did he eat pork, probably
January 21, 2009 at 3:21 pm
Liddell rhymes with Piddle. Eat that nunny
January 21, 2009 at 3:25 pm
By the looks of things Liddle has just caught one of those cakefarts straight in the mush.
January 21, 2009 at 3:30 pm
or Liddell. Thats probably why he flailed his arms about as well.
January 21, 2009 at 3:32 pm
I’m WEEding my video collection, I have a series on classic motorcycles from 1995. Titles include “German Motorbikes” “Avantil” “british Motorbike of the 1950s” and four more. Anyone?
January 21, 2009 at 3:32 pm
I like the bit where Nigel Havers is hurdling without spilling any champagne.
January 21, 2009 at 3:33 pm
Otherwise they get sent away and get made in to fence posts and stuff
January 21, 2009 at 3:42 pm
I used to work in Waterstone’s or Bastardstone’s as I like to call it. Nigel Havers came in and had a go at us for not displaying his biography more prominently. He actually said “do you realise who I am.”
He never spilled any champagne while he was being a knob either
January 21, 2009 at 3:42 pm
I’m WEEding my video collection, I have a series on classic motorcycles from 1995. Titles include “German Motorbikes” “Avantil” “british Motorbike of the 1950s” and four more. Anyone?
Yes please
I’ll pay postage Nick, can you mail me
January 21, 2009 at 3:45 pm
PS. He does indeed “Haver”.
January 21, 2009 at 3:46 pm
Ugh, I hate celebs that do that (again, contrary to NC’s belief).
I used to work at a (n un)popular electrical retailer whilst at uni, and both Anne Robinson and Tony Robinson uttered those words to me.
Hmm, do you think it could be something to do with being called Robinson (or Havers)?
January 21, 2009 at 3:49 pm
Tom – If I was Nigel Havers, I’d go around saying, “Do you know who I am?”, at upstart Jock shop assistants. You should have got on your hands and knees and thanked him for bringing back the gold for Blighty (England) from the 1924 Olympic Games.
January 21, 2009 at 3:50 pm
I thought you might like them. I’ll try and sort it in the next couple of weeks. VHS natch
January 21, 2009 at 3:51 pm
The best bit is when he announced he was very good friends with our National Director.
“Whats his name?” Quoth my manager.
“I don’t remember” said Haverer.
Priceless
I think he spilled some champagne at that point
January 21, 2009 at 3:53 pm
Nick, much appreciated. I remember the series, didn’t Timothy Spall do the commentary? The old (er than me) man will be chuffed too
January 21, 2009 at 3:55 pm
Everyone ran at 2 miles an hour in the olden days. You could have won a gold back then. Though I don’t think you would have left the champagne unscathed.
January 21, 2009 at 3:55 pm
Nick – Got any blueys?
January 21, 2009 at 3:55 pm
Yeah, that’ll do it Tom!
I was bitched at for ages by Anne, but got my own back on Tony. He was trying to jump a very long queue at Christmas time. He tried to push to the front, and I said he would have to wait. When he said “do you know who i am?” I replied (with my very best innocent lookTM) “Yes sir, you are a valued customer. I am afraid though, that we have a lot of other valued customers in today, so you will have to wait your turn”
People thanked me for that one.
January 21, 2009 at 3:56 pm
No idea. I have to weed 13,000 tapes. I’m up to 3000. My eyes are tiny slits. Ironically my sl……
January 21, 2009 at 3:57 pm
Yes Naps I do!
Some fantastic Swedish stuff. “Show ME Love” is a good one. We use it to scare students…
January 21, 2009 at 3:57 pm
…..and I still say Winston Churchill was a fat twat.
January 21, 2009 at 4:00 pm
Mel was it Comets?
January 21, 2009 at 4:01 pm
Anne Robinson…..Wasn’t she Bob Maxwell’s shagbag?
Tony Robinson….. The unfunny one from Blackadder that digs up peoples gardens these days.
Yep! I know who they are.
January 21, 2009 at 4:01 pm
*innocent face TM*
January 21, 2009 at 4:02 pm
Why Nick, are you Tony Robinson using a Pseudonym?
January 21, 2009 at 4:04 pm
I’m sure that whatever blueys you’ve got, Nick, they’re currently being seeded on some disreputable website as we speak.
January 21, 2009 at 4:06 pm
Tom – this was back in the day, so Anne Robinson had probably just finished being his shag bag, as he had been found floating belly up after ripping off the Nation’s poor pensioners some years before. She was doing Watchdog at this point. And it was also back in the day when Blackadder had finished, but way before anyone thought to give Tony access to other weird Westcuntry folk with degrees and diggers.
January 21, 2009 at 4:10 pm
Mel, I have just ranted on my latest podcast about them.
Gripping eh?
January 21, 2009 at 4:12 pm
DISCLAIMER:
I worked for them over 12 years ago. The views expressed are not necessarily those of Comet.
Whenever i actually admitted to having once worked there, I always got people complaining about the time they refused to replace a stereo or somesuch.
Hope you have better luck Nick.
January 21, 2009 at 4:15 pm
They put the price of a fridge up by £50!!!!
Reason given was the state of the £
The internet got me a bargain.
Their days are numbered.
January 21, 2009 at 4:16 pm
I think I would rather be belly up in the drink rather than be belly up under Anne Robinson, and my standards are pretty low. I am officially to lazy to have a wank. I wonder if Private Eye or Peter cook ever got their money back after calling dear old Captain Bob a “fat crook.”
January 21, 2009 at 4:21 pm
Anne Robinson, eh? I would. But then our standards up here in Scotchland are fantastically low. And what with her being a ginger, that fishully makes her an easy lay up here.
January 21, 2009 at 4:26 pm
Didn’t she also make John Noakes cry by asking him where Shep was?
The Wednesday Witch indeed.
Someone told me she was the inspiration for Private Eye’s Glenda Slagg.
Don’t know if thats true…but it should be.
January 21, 2009 at 4:28 pm
Mr.H if you are a fan of The Rawk music a la Skynyrd. I reccomend a band called Dixie Witch.
Perhaps you have heard them
January 21, 2009 at 4:30 pm
Yes, but then John Noakes is a bona fide nutter. Back in ye guid olde days he would have been in a cage while people threw fruit at him, tuppence a go. It’s why there were called ye guid olde days.
January 21, 2009 at 4:35 pm
Indeed sir, Dixie Witch do rawk. I was most partial to their “One Bird, Two Stones” release.
They’re no Black Oak Arkansas, but have a way with a tune, especially ‘Traveller’, which goes on forever, courtesy of several hundred guitar solos.
January 21, 2009 at 4:38 pm
It’s getting a bit ‘deep fried mars bar’ in here. Can someone open a window
January 21, 2009 at 4:39 pm
Black Oak Arkansas, I like them. Best band name ever in my humbles
*eats deep fried mars bar*
January 21, 2009 at 4:40 pm
Och aye the noo, it’s a braw bricht moonlicht nicht the nicht. fair faw yer honest sonsie face, ya great pudden. Lang mey yer lum reek.
January 21, 2009 at 4:41 pm
Good Lord!
January 21, 2009 at 4:43 pm
*Chucks copy of Whisky Galour*
January 21, 2009 at 4:45 pm
Hoots Man.Last Call is ma favourite Dixie Witch track.
Superb. Followed by Ballinger Cross then Into The Sun
Och aye ye ken, made from girders, yer troosers.
January 21, 2009 at 4:46 pm
I fail to see how anyone could fail to love Black Oak Arkansas. That washboard solo in the “Raunch n Roll” live version of When Electricity Came To Arkansas just slays. Hear it here, with added chicks.
uk.youtube.com/watch?v=mD1nMVLc8Is
January 21, 2009 at 4:51 pm
I only listen to Steely Dan……
January 21, 2009 at 4:53 pm
All this talk of Anne Robinson and Steely Dans means I’m nipping off early for a quick one…..
January 21, 2009 at 4:54 pm
‘Whisky Galour’
*…is about to be sarcastic*
*remembers Motorcycle vids*
January 21, 2009 at 4:58 pm
BTW chaps, as it is approaching the time when most right-thinking people head off for their teas, can i just say thanks for having me, and playing nice!
You people have definitely brightened up what would otherwise have been a very dull day.
I might try this again soon.
January 21, 2009 at 4:59 pm
Ha!
Ta sord of danycleese angs over ur ed.
January 21, 2009 at 5:00 pm
My blogs much beterererererererererererererereeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
*lies*
January 21, 2009 at 5:01 pm
*goes home*
*is posting to quickly, slows down….*
January 21, 2009 at 5:15 pm
Bollocks to the Sword Of Damycles.
It’s the Knife Of Stanley that worries me.
BOA . Was Jim Dandy a DLR Look a like or was it the other way roond?
January 21, 2009 at 5:19 pm
I love catching up on this thing at the end of the day.
Did anybody catch Johnny Borrel on Radio 1 last night? I’ve already tried to kill him twice, and it made even ME hate him more.
January 21, 2009 at 5:25 pm
*listens to a bit of Focus*
January 21, 2009 at 5:25 pm
Piqued.
Dumpy’s Rusty Nuts is a far better name for a band.
Someone should use it.
January 21, 2009 at 5:26 pm
Nappers.
Do you drive a yellow Stang by any chance?
January 21, 2009 at 5:32 pm
What did Borrell say then?
January 21, 2009 at 8:24 pm
Couple of things. He chose Grinderman – No Pussy blues as a song he liked and said something along the lines of ‘great album, really getting back to his roots, nice to see him playing guitar again.’ I mean, christ, do some research first!
Also, said when introducing the Pixies, ‘this is what made me want to pick up a guitar in the first place’ as if the best introduction of a really good rock band to a new audience he could think of was that it made it possible for him to write America.
But mainly, there was no single moment of david brent style head in hand moments, but he just confirmed everything you thought he was in real life, when it would have been nice to come away from it thinking ‘he’s not so bad, actually.’
January 21, 2009 at 8:39 pm
Carefully selected, but obvious tunes there from the tousled hair buffoon. The Grinderman is ace but I suspect it actually gives him a headache, and makes him turn to the latest Keane release so he can fire his MOR cylinder back to normal.
January 21, 2009 at 10:08 pm
Nick Cave’s such a go to guy for twatty bores who want to look knowledgeable about alternative music. Take this conversation I had with a guy friend of a friend in Sheffield on the weekend:
‘Oh yeah, I love Nick Cave, his music is such a thing of beauty.’
(me) ‘Cool, what’s your favourite album?’
‘Oh, you know, I don’t really know any of them, just appreciate the songs.’
‘Oh, what’s your favourite song?’
Oh, you know, probably couldn’t name a song, I don’t ‘get’ music that way, but I feel such a deep connection with his music.
‘I liked Abattoir Blues, that was a great album.’
[blank look]
‘And Mercy Seat, that was a bloody brilliant song.’
‘He wrote that? I thought That was Johnny Cash?’
January 22, 2009 at 10:09 am
I like Ring of Fire….
January 24, 2009 at 11:33 am
haha this is true! where do they go? all of them must have a quick trip abroad 😉
February 1, 2009 at 9:32 pm
Dear Swineshead
You know that any Soap Quarantine means a stint in Panto – don’t worry they will be back in Feb!!!