Visitation of the Electric Men

Nov 30, 2010 13:57

Way back in the mists of the North Cotswolds, I was sharing a rather nice house in the middle of nowhere. Since it was the middle of nowhere, the telephone line was completely knackered and you couldn't even get 2400bps out of it ( Read more... )

antiques roadshow, bc-108, completely unspoiled by progress

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valkyriekaren November 30 2010, 14:11:31 UTC
Didn't Paul Whitehouse and Charlie Higson originally make it was script-writers because they were doing some building work at Fry & Laurie's flat?

Maybe the Bristolian Goons were terribly disappointed that you weren't an established TV comic who could give them a much-deserved legup.

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bogwitch64 November 30 2010, 14:13:44 UTC
And yet another JHR adventure!

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hirez November 30 2010, 14:22:56 UTC
It's all in the perception. Someone else would have written 'Men from the electric board turned up to replace something. Late for work.'

Me? I get twenties tech and three-phase.

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bogwitch64 November 30 2010, 14:25:25 UTC
You've a way about you, sir. Always entertaining.

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hirez November 30 2010, 22:43:31 UTC
One tries. Perhaps I should consider writing longer stories with a view to publication.

(Actually, I believe that the working-type double act is an English archetype.)

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venta November 30 2010, 14:20:18 UTC
Well, that made me laugh out loud.

Not that I have any useful or interesting to add, mind.

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hirez November 30 2010, 14:28:44 UTC
Glad to be of service.

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d_floorlandmine November 30 2010, 14:20:57 UTC
I guess you don't get to still be working on live HT electricity in your fifties if you're excitable and/or careless.
Probably very true.

Presumably on the off-chance that a home-owner might want to install a reasonably sized data-centre under the stairs or a light engineering works in the garage.
Also handy should you decide to turn an outhouse into a live music venue.

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nemesis_to_go November 30 2010, 15:13:11 UTC
NEDDIE SEAGOON: Now, Bluebottle, grasp this length of live-type electric cable and throw the main switch.

BULEBOTTLE: This isn't for deading me, is it, my Captain?

NEDDIE SEAGOON: Of course not! Just grasp it tightly and - no, don't pull the main switch yet -

FX: FOOTSTEPS RUNNING AWAY

NEDDIE SEAGOON (distant): Now you can pull it!

GRAMS: ENORMOUS ELECTRICAL EXPLOSION, HOUSE FALLS DOWN, ETC

BLUEBOTTLE: You rotten swine, you! You have deaded me!

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