According to the BBC, it’s decision time on whether or not Alan Partridge will see the big screen, as fans await the judgement on whether his three TV series will spin-off into movie land.
To compound the curiosity, Armanda Iannucci’s been tempting his followers on Twitter, saying:
“Thought I might add fuel to rumour-fires by saying [I have spent the] last few days plotting a Partridge story”
‘I AM AN ANTICHRIST! I AM AN ANARCHIST!’
So sang Johnny Rotten of The Sex Pistols back in the late 70s or early 80s, I forget exactly when, in a move that cemented music’s counter-cultural objective more than ever before.
Is it possible to put a value on the head of an innocent rat?
According to an Australian judge, it is. That figure is 3,000 Aussie dollars – about £1,600 in pound sterling.
The rodent world is, understandably, up in arms.
Are you a middle-aged man with too much time and money on his hands?
Do you know the names of all the Doctors off of Doctor Who since William Hartnell?
In that case, there’s a treat in store for you!
Bonjour, WWMers!
I will say zis urnly once…
This week, we’re holed up in occupied France discussing a long running, well-loved, dearly missed sitcom from our youth that we’re sure you’ll remember better than we did. That’s right! It’s the turn of Allo Allo to get the WWM Podcast treatment!
“And I looked, and beheld a pale horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him. And power was given unto them over the fourth part of the earth, to kill with sword, and with hunger, and with death, and with the beasts of the earth.”
But it’s not all doom and gloom. Even though the vast majority of us will meet our maker on the day of judgement, some are bound to survive the coming Apocalypse.
In one of those frequent nothing-on-the-box moments that tend to come about every evening, I delved into the world of Catch Up TV and found this gem lurking in the depths.
Made by BBC Wales, Rhod Gilbert (who caught the eye with a fantastic effort fronting Nevermind the Buzzcocks) hosts this stange little half-hour nugget in which he tries his hand at disciplines other than his usual stand up career. With consequences that are, if not hilarious, certainly ruddy amusing.
