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Post by Sailor Earth on Oct 4, 2005 4:01:19 GMT -5
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Post by tweed on Oct 4, 2005 4:09:53 GMT -5
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Post by tbird on Oct 4, 2005 4:26:59 GMT -5
I just read that on the internet too. I feel really sad about it, even though he was a good age. Only the other day I was watching Porridge and Open all Hours. I used to love watching those shows on a sunday afternoon.
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Post by tweed on Oct 4, 2005 5:00:52 GMT -5
Ronnie Barker was such a lovely, comforting presence on the Teev. Like so many classic British comedy performers, just the thought of him gives me a warm glow and brings back happy memories of the family sitting around the telly.
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Post by tbird on Oct 4, 2005 5:03:40 GMT -5
bless his cotton socks! RIP Ronnie!
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Post by tweed on Oct 4, 2005 5:05:32 GMT -5
That magnificent face! He could say so much with those eyebrows of his! and
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Post by tbird on Oct 4, 2005 5:06:41 GMT -5
Sales for glasses will never be the same again...
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Post by tweed on Oct 7, 2005 7:02:16 GMT -5
Australian fans heads up: UKTV are having a Ronnie Barker tribute, with eps of The Two Ronnies, Open All Hours and Porridge, from 1.00 pm onwards on Sunday.
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Post by cheekychezzywoo on Oct 9, 2005 7:08:39 GMT -5
Saiud it a couple of times now but i was actually at his last recording about 3 months ago and when he walked out just before the recorded every single in the whole audience stood up for him. I was quite omg when i saw him as he was a fucking legend!! Won't ever forget that night ever Chez x x x
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Post by tweed on Oct 10, 2005 6:33:09 GMT -5
I'm so glad you got to see him Chez What was the recording for? Shame he wasn't knighted before he died
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Post by cheekychezzywoo on Oct 14, 2005 11:51:10 GMT -5
It was a christmas show going out on Boxing Day (i think). It was really funny loooking back at some old clips of previous christmas specials. I ended up sitting behind His wife, Ronnie Corbetts wife and also it looks like their whole family was there. Also just along from me was Jim Perrty who done Dad's Army Chez x x x
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Post by tweed on Nov 3, 2005 5:06:10 GMT -5
A friend sent me this classic Ronnie Barker monologue In memory of a great comedian Ronnie Barker! This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the seventies. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger (though god knows how many takes). Irony is that they received not one complaint. The speed of delivery must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read on... This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters. Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers;they had fetty sweet and fetty swannies. The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go. Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper. The very next day the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted??" asked the prandsome hince. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge. When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk. Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly. Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny.
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Post by tbird on Nov 3, 2005 5:28:56 GMT -5
that was brilliant! I can just picture him saying all that now!
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Post by tweed on Nov 3, 2005 5:31:42 GMT -5
I kner! And raising those magnificent eyebrows of his at the naughtiest bits!
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Post by Sailor Earth on Nov 3, 2005 5:33:13 GMT -5
Ooh gawd
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