Oh dear...
Tue, 11 May 2010, 11:13 amBass Guy14 posts in thread
Oh dear...
Tue, 11 May 2010, 11:13 amoh, dear, indeed!
My dear Bass Guy....
Very true, jmuzz.
Warnings
She did warn everyone, and as I recall, she was resistant initially wasn't she?
Absit invidia (and DFT :nono:)
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However...
I saw a clip of her reprising her....
This reminds of the time
This reminds of the time Bill Connely did his show in Queensland & all the punters stormed out the theatre demanding thier money back, because he was nothing like Andy Stewart?
Though I often wonder if Billy was the wee bar'n, when we were playing the Alahambra Theatre, that used to be in Waterllo Street in Glasgow. Who swapped his tricyle for a ticket to watch the show from the Gods. Of course he asked for his byke back after the show & it was given back. This was quite normal for punters to use goods to buy theatre tickets at the time, I think it was generaly about a penny ha'p'ny & two Jam jars to get into the local Picture house.
Billy as Andy
Delicious Joe
The mind boggles ... Billy channelling Andy??? ... "So, there I was, letting the wind blow high and the f@#$% wind blow low ... so low, me f@%#$ balls were frozen, Aye, I couldna tell, where me f@%#$# trousers were! Wind? Too much f$#% Haggis last night! Anyhow, I said, Pamela, who wrote this f#$%^%#$^ shit ..."
I love Billy Connelly, hope the mad bastard lives forever!
A bit of Andy Stewart triva, (that some may well know), Perth's Max Kay came out to Oz as Andy Stewart's manager, loved the joint and stayed, eventually setting up his stage shows at the various Civic Theatres and his main writer was Alice Warwick, who most recently co-directed BURNT PIANO.
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Perhaps this is the new acceptable standard...
Ach t's a braw, bricht,
Ach t's a braw, bricht, moonlicht nicht the nicht, mist'r richt!{Wye aye marra nee bad for a wee Geordie}
I rember meeting Andy & Max when we did a show eons ago now. At that theatre hoose 'n that toon, where 'the tree n'ver grew & the bird n'ver flew .
The fish n'ver swam & the bell n'ver rang'.
The "I was there when" factor.
The other lessons.
Poor ole Jules, she should