Monty Python’s Terry Jones has left us. He was 77 and suffered from dementia.
I’m sorry for his families loss. And this makes me sad.
I grew up on Monty Python and their movies, like Erik the Viking.
RIP
Fuck.
Here is a link to a BBC article with a retrospective on his figure and comments from his friends:
Pfui.
Damn. They all seemed forever.
very sorry to hear this.
From his family’s statement:
Splunge.
I will always think of him as the nude organist; as Mandy, the mother of Brian called Brian; as Sir Bedevere; as Prince “What, the curtains?” Herbert; as the married man being bothered in the pub by the “nudge nudge wink wink” guy; and as Mr. Milton, owner of the Whizzo Chocolate Co. Jones was an absolutely integral part of Monty Python, including directing or co-directing all their movies, and was a noted writer besides. Quite a guy. He will be missed.
May he rest in peace.
'E’s kicked the bucket, 'e’s shuffled off ‘is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisible!!
There is not a much better gift to give the world than laughter. Thanks, Terry. Rest in peace.
Damn. I love Python, and of all the Pythons, I loved his non-Python work the best - the history shows, the work with Froud…
…think I’ll crack open my copy of* Lady Cottington’s Pressed Fairy Book* tonight…
I shall think of him the next time I sleep with a lady! :o
RIP
Farewell, Mr Creosote.
Rest in Peace, Johann Gambolputty de von Ausfern Schplenden Schlitter Crasscrenbon Fried Digger Dangle Dungle Burstein von Knacker Thrasher Apple Banger Horowitz Ticolensic Grander Knotty Spelltinkle Grandlich Grumblemeyer Spelterwasser Kürstlich Himbleeisen Bahnwagen Gutenabend Bitte Eine Nürnburger Bratwustle Gerspurten mit Zweimache Luber Hundsfut Gumberaber Shönendanker Kalbsfleisch Mittler Raucher von Hautkopft of Ulm.
I"m currently reading his book Chaucer’s Knight: The Portrait of a Medieval Mercenary, which is an interesting investigation of the knight in the time of Chaucer. He has another interesting book, Who Murdered Chaucer?: A Medieval Mystery. Both are worth the read.
'e’s only resting.
Not bad for a five foot nine inch weed with two sheds.
I knew he had a terrible sickness. Maybe this is better for him now. But the rest of the world is sad, including me.
He was always my favorite pepper pot.
Very sorry to see the headline this morning.
One of the funniest scenes in one of the funniest movies ever made.
“Dennis! There’s some lovely filth down 'ere!”
Another Python gone. Goddammit.
Rest in peace, Terry - you will be remembered forever, any time someone burns a witch, or vomits on a waiter’s leg, or listens to the “Galaxy Song” as their husband is having his liver hacked out.