“Infamy, infamy – they’ve all got it in for me!” Screenwriter Talbot Rothwell was at his best when indulging his fondness for historical burlesque. Sumptuously mounted (ooh er) on various high-blown locations, including Waddesdon Manor, Buckinghamshire – the former home of the Rothschilds, this is a beautifully produced and acted film. 488 more words
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Right, where were we then?
Several centuries ago I started to take a look at the mysterious episodes of Hancock’s Half Hour on radio which Tony Hancock isn’t even in. 2,100 more words
I have to keep going to Europe, the way Kenneth Williams had to keep going back to Tangiers. I realise now it is exactly the same thing. 114 more words
After passing Waterloo Station (and the old discarded snake skin of the Eurostar Terminal as was), I pick up my 76 outside the Waldorf, and it then takes me past the front doors of the Royal Courts of Justice, St Paul’s Cathedral, and the Bank of England—an amazing journey home every night. 196 more words