I swear, am I the only one who has been silently comparing her last week to the beginning of Monty Python and the Holy Grail? (although frankly, her last 20 years has been one big MP sketch…)
“Bring out yer dead!”
“I’m not dead”
“here, 'e says 'e’s not dead”
“Well, 'e will be soon, 'e’s very ill”
“I’m getting better!”
“You’re not fooling anyone y’know. Look, isn’t there sumptin’ you can do?”
(Whack)
“Thanks!”
“No problem. See you on Thursday”
Sigh… must be time for my quarterly “I’m gonna burn in hell” moment…
Well, he did die by his own hand - but it was accidental - he apparently was tweeting about his dog (in the car next to him) when he went off a cliff. The dog survived, tho…
Harold Connolly, the gold medalist in the hammer throw in the Melbourne Olympics of 1956, has died at the age of 79. Connolly also made headlines that year for his pursuit of Czechoslovakia’s Olga Fikotová, who took the gold in the discus. The two were married in Prague in 1957, but eventually divorced after having four children. One son, James, was the NCAA decathlon champion while representing UCLA in 1987.
