That’s – that’s, uh, that’s enough music for now, lads. Looks like there’s dirty work afoot.
Bloody terrible.
Oh, you’re no fun anymore.
We’re interrupting this sketch but we’ll be bringing you back the moment anything interesting happens. Meanwhile here are some friends of mine.
Sorry about the Tudor bit, but you can’t be too careful, you know. Have a look through these.
Mr Luxury-Yacht, this nose of yours is false
Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
My lord of Warwick! Raise high the drawbridge. Gloucester’s troops approach.
Semprini?
You fight with the strength of many men, sir knight.
You see, you know that is the trouble with living half way up a cliff - you feel so cut off. You know it takes me two hours every morning to get out onto the moors, collect my berries, chastise myself, and two hours back in the evening.
Well Brian… I’m opening a boutique.
Aren’t you going to say ‘What’s all this then?’
Will you send in a marketing man, and an interpreter please?
Mr Walters, are you sure you’re invisible?
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you on the mouse organ ‘The Bells of St Mary’s’. Thank you.
There’s a Bridget: Queen of the Whip… or Naughty Nora… or there’s this one: Doug, Bob and Gordon Visit the Ark Royal. Or there’s Sister Teresa: The Spanking Nun.
Tonight we examine popular views of this great battle. Was the Battle of Trafalgar fought in the Atlantic off southern Spain? Or was it fought on dry land near Cudworth in Yorkshire? Here is one man who thinks it was…
My brain hurts!
Mmm… I see … you don’t have anything specially about Devon and Cornwall?