Monty Python Reunite
Without Prejudice
Ah, thank you God. The Monty Python Crew are set to reunite, one show only and may come to Australia, if we are lucky. John Cleese stated at the press conference that there are planets that are closer than Australia and having just returned from the U. K. I would have to agree. My body thinks it's been to Mars and back and after three days home. I have slept, staggered around a lot, dizzy and disoriented and unless they find a better way to travel I am loathe to go again.
Perhaps they could come up with a revolutionary new way to travel. Living in a broom cupboard for 24 hours, fed up to the eyeballs with great food made my sister and I feel like Dresden geese, feet drilled to the floor, stuffed full. I found my coccyx bone hurt from the first hour, Jackie my Sister had the head cold from hell with a rich cough to match and we spent 24 hours travelling to the U. K. and a marathon, 27 coming home.
The jet lag coming to Australia far worse than the going to The U. K. We find out it's worse because of the crossing of East to West and the amount of International Date lines we cross. In the old days when we returned to the country of our birth we went sedately in a Greek Liner, the Ellenis. I was 12 and my Sister 16 and already she was a seasoned singer. She entertained on the ship along with my Dad and in those days it was a five week trip, no jet lag.
We saw fabulous new lands in Papua New Guinea, India, Suez, North Africa, Greece, Italy, France. Places we had only heard of. The memories solid in our brains, the grinning children in Papua New Guinea who swam out to the ship and dived for coins in the clear greeny blue sea. The sand at the bottom so clearly seen from the entertainment deck that we could direct the kids swimming to the coins whereabouts.
A magical sight. Not so North Africa at Port Of Aden and Port Said where we saw a dead body at the side of the dirt road and a dead goat in the street to the open air market. The markets smelly, meat and fruit exposed to the dry hot air, covered in flies and being bought by locals. We demurred at buying anything and had already had the experience of the " Bum Boats " rowing out to the ship and the sellers clambering aboard with their wares.
My Dad buying me a bracelet that was all gold coins, a bag with Egyptian hieroglyphics decorating the outside and for himself a Fez, that he wore, of course. A la Tommy Cooper. Dad was big on funny hats, his pith helmet, his Fez, his Russian fur hat. We kids would just accept it as normal, Dad being an entertainer, anyway. He loved saying that his pith helmet was for pithing in and we little geeks would be suitably shocked. He loved the comedy of Frankie Howard, Tommy Cooper, Tony Hancock, Spike Milligan and the Goons. Our own one man Goon show right there in the heart of our family.
Ah, thank you God. The Monty Python Crew are set to reunite, one show only and may come to Australia, if we are lucky. John Cleese stated at the press conference that there are planets that are closer than Australia and having just returned from the U. K. I would have to agree. My body thinks it's been to Mars and back and after three days home. I have slept, staggered around a lot, dizzy and disoriented and unless they find a better way to travel I am loathe to go again.
Perhaps they could come up with a revolutionary new way to travel. Living in a broom cupboard for 24 hours, fed up to the eyeballs with great food made my sister and I feel like Dresden geese, feet drilled to the floor, stuffed full. I found my coccyx bone hurt from the first hour, Jackie my Sister had the head cold from hell with a rich cough to match and we spent 24 hours travelling to the U. K. and a marathon, 27 coming home.
The jet lag coming to Australia far worse than the going to The U. K. We find out it's worse because of the crossing of East to West and the amount of International Date lines we cross. In the old days when we returned to the country of our birth we went sedately in a Greek Liner, the Ellenis. I was 12 and my Sister 16 and already she was a seasoned singer. She entertained on the ship along with my Dad and in those days it was a five week trip, no jet lag.
We saw fabulous new lands in Papua New Guinea, India, Suez, North Africa, Greece, Italy, France. Places we had only heard of. The memories solid in our brains, the grinning children in Papua New Guinea who swam out to the ship and dived for coins in the clear greeny blue sea. The sand at the bottom so clearly seen from the entertainment deck that we could direct the kids swimming to the coins whereabouts.
A magical sight. Not so North Africa at Port Of Aden and Port Said where we saw a dead body at the side of the dirt road and a dead goat in the street to the open air market. The markets smelly, meat and fruit exposed to the dry hot air, covered in flies and being bought by locals. We demurred at buying anything and had already had the experience of the " Bum Boats " rowing out to the ship and the sellers clambering aboard with their wares.
My Dad buying me a bracelet that was all gold coins, a bag with Egyptian hieroglyphics decorating the outside and for himself a Fez, that he wore, of course. A la Tommy Cooper. Dad was big on funny hats, his pith helmet, his Fez, his Russian fur hat. We kids would just accept it as normal, Dad being an entertainer, anyway. He loved saying that his pith helmet was for pithing in and we little geeks would be suitably shocked. He loved the comedy of Frankie Howard, Tommy Cooper, Tony Hancock, Spike Milligan and the Goons. Our own one man Goon show right there in the heart of our family.
The Goon Show was a British radio comedy programme, originally produced and broadcast by the BBC Home Service from 1951 to 1960, with occasional repeats on theBBC Light Programme. The first series, broadcast between May and September 1951, was titled Crazy People; all subsequent series had the title The Goon Show, a title inspired, according to Spike Milligan, by a Popeye character.[1]
The show's chief creator and main writer was Spike Milligan. The scripts mixed ludicrous plots with surreal humour, puns, catchphrases and an array of bizarre sound effects. Some of the later episodes feature electronic effects devised by the then-fledgling BBC Radiophonic Workshop, many of which were reused by other shows for decades afterwards. Many elements of the show satirised contemporary life in Britain, parodying aspects of show business, commerce, industry, art, politics, diplomacy, the police, the military, education, class structure, literature and film.
The show was released internationally through the BBC Transcription Services (TS).[2] It was heard regularly from the 1950s in Australia, South Africa, New Zealand, India and Canada, although these TS versions were frequently edited to avoid controversial subjects.[3] NBC began broadcasting the programme on its radio network from the mid-1950s.[4] The programme exercised a considerable influence on the subsequent development of British and American comedy and popular culture. It was cited as a major influence by the Beatles,[5] Monty Python (especially Cleese, Chapman, Gilliam,Palin and Jones)[6][7] [8][9][10] and the American comedy team The Firesign Theatre.[7][11]
