God bless the BBC…
Another weekend passes us by all too quickly.
What exactly happens on the weekend? Have they started adopting the Tesco Clubcard approach to time? ‘Yes folks, every weekend, for every minute you enjoy, we’ll take three! That’s right, the weekend could be over quicker than you think!’
Yeah, thanks. Get Peter Capaldi on this, he’s the Time Lord…..
Anyway, I have just enjoyed a four day weekend. No, that’s not the Morrisons approach, it’s just after Wednesday’s news, I needed a break.
You see, in the world’s infinite wisdom, ‘they’ have decided that my job is no longer required, hence why I took a couple of days off. Might as well celebrate losing your job with a break. Got to get used to the future, I suppose…..
I know I know, there’s lots of people without jobs, I’m not complaining, just merely stating the fact that I no longer wish to receive personal mail anymore. Anything with personal written on it can be sent back out of the letter box. Uncle Albert had the right idea…
What, probably, was the wrong thing to do was to go and spend money on items that were wanted and not necessarily needed. Who cares, enjoy the money before it runs out!
Oh and to top it off, my washing machine isn’t working properly and I’ve just got an electricity bill. Thanks life, you bastard……
Like my new shoes?
What, wait, you don’t know what Bottom is??! Where have you been, living in a cave?!
Eddie and Richie are two crude, perverted lunatics, with no jobs, very little money and only a filthy flat in Hammersmith (located at “11, Mafeking Parade”) to their name. The two spend their time coming up with desperate schemes to acquire sex, attacking each other violently, and getting into dodgy situations.
Bottom is considered the most violent example of britcom, examples of violence include teeth being knocked out, heads crushed in fridge doors, fingers being cut off, penises set on fire, legs being chainsawed off, forks shoved in eyes, pencils forced up noses, poison being drunk, legs broken and faces shoved in campfires.
Richie is a clumsy, pompous dimwit who attempts to make himself out as being much higher in social status than he actually is, and is both deranged and desperate, as well as being obsessed with sex. Eddie, a cheerfully violent drunkard, meanwhile spends his time getting drunk and wasting the dole money and secretly steals Richie’s family heirloom, although he occasionally has moments of demented genius. Eddie’s friends—the gormless Spudgun and Dave Hedgehog—both fear Richie, thinking he’s psychotic. Although the pair sometimes venture out (the most common location being the local pub, the Lamb and Flag), many of the episodes are set simply within the confines of the pair’s squalid flat.
There were three series aired on television and they took the show on numerous tours around the country, I believe there were five.
This show is a must for any comedy enthusiast. The humour is somewhat 90s but still laugh out loud quality.
I have a confession. (I seem to be writing that a lot recently)
I have a new guilty pleasure which I am going to share with you.
Every day, and I mean every day, at 5.15pm I watch BBC1.
No, that’s not it.
I thoroughly enjoy the programme that is scheduled by the BBC, so much so that I congregate in the front room with the wife and two children. Just like all the family used to crowd around the TV for Bullseye in the olden days.
I’m sure many of you out there will agree with me and do watch it too.
I’m not going to stop watching it and no groups are available for this addiction.
I urge one and all to watch this awesome programme. It is suitable for all ages and will make you laugh. I guarantee you will like it (this is not a law abiding guarantee and compensation will be given if you do or do not snort your tea out of your nose. Terms and conditions apply).
That is all.
Has this world gone mad?!