Doug said:Give up………..we are two years apart (age) and I’ve never heard of the bu**ers. Andy Pandy, Muffin the Mule, Lamb Chop are all of my early years. Then we had the good stuff like Rhubarb & Custard and Hector. Bananas in Pyjamas, Never………
Ah yes, good old Annette Mills - Muffin the Mule. She'd probably be done for a sexual offence now eh?
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Ohh! Bill and Ben!
(cue: waves of nostalgia.)
I loved bill and ben, I wanted to live in that garden. What about Tales from the Riverbank and Do Not Adjust Your Set.
(cue: waves of nostalgia.)
I loved bill and ben, I wanted to live in that garden. What about Tales from the Riverbank and Do Not Adjust Your Set.
Very vague memory here, can anyone remember a tv programe that featured a couple of pairs of scissors called 'Snip and Snap'?
What about Four Feather Falls?
What about Four Feather Falls?
Apparently that was all a myth:
Evening Standard correspondent Victor Lewis-Smith wrote several years later:
'It'll never stand up in court,' I hear you cry, but stranger cases have flourished. I remember voicing much the same opinion a decade ago when John Ryan's solicitor threatened legal action against the newspaper I was then working for, after I had erroneously (and I stress erroneously) suggested that the characters he'd created for his Captain Pugwash series weren't quite as innocent as they'd first seemed back in the 1950s.
Unwittingly repeating a folk myth that had been passed down through generations of schoolboys, I'd stated that the dramatis personae included such nautical naughties as Master Bates, Seaman Stains and Roger the Cabin Boy, and that 'Pugwash' was Australian slang for a form of oral sex. The matter seemed trivial, but an apology was made, Mr Ryan's honour was satisfied and two sets of parasitical, low-life libel lawyers thus pocketed yet more easy (and thoroughly ill-deserved) dosh.
Evening Standard correspondent Victor Lewis-Smith wrote several years later:
'It'll never stand up in court,' I hear you cry, but stranger cases have flourished. I remember voicing much the same opinion a decade ago when John Ryan's solicitor threatened legal action against the newspaper I was then working for, after I had erroneously (and I stress erroneously) suggested that the characters he'd created for his Captain Pugwash series weren't quite as innocent as they'd first seemed back in the 1950s.
Unwittingly repeating a folk myth that had been passed down through generations of schoolboys, I'd stated that the dramatis personae included such nautical naughties as Master Bates, Seaman Stains and Roger the Cabin Boy, and that 'Pugwash' was Australian slang for a form of oral sex. The matter seemed trivial, but an apology was made, Mr Ryan's honour was satisfied and two sets of parasitical, low-life libel lawyers thus pocketed yet more easy (and thoroughly ill-deserved) dosh.
Moving more up to date all is not what it seems with the Teletubbies: http://www.angelfire.com/mt/montalk/teletubbies.html
Where did you find that, Yerself? It explains a lot. That's it, no more Teletubbies! Acrylic-Biff, the terrier with attitude, will just have to find something more wholesome with which to occupy his time. It also goes some way to explaining Mrs Acrylic-Bob's erratic and eccentric behaviour of late, and to think that I put it down to a combination of E-numbers and the Atkins Diet. How could I be so blind?