Michael Bentine's Potty Time

**Ixion** · 9th October 2006, 20:19

Noone was ever as good as Fred Karno. Corse, that was before television was invented. Hancock's Half Hour was good, and Life With Dexter.

**fazer** · 9th October 2006, 20:27

Used to love Catweazle......

**scumdog** · 9th October 2006, 20:34

A valve radio and "I'm sorry I'll read that again", "The Navy Lark" "The Glumms" (with Ron and Eff) and "The Goon Show"

**Swoop** · 9th October 2006, 20:35

Originally Posted by Oakie

Ah I used to listen to 'The Goons' and "I'm sorry I'll read that again' on a Sunday night...

9pm on a Sunday night...? National programme IIFC. Great conversation for the walk to school the next day!

**Hitcher** · 10th October 2006, 07:39

He's fallen in the water!

**scumdog** · 10th October 2006, 07:44

Originally Posted by Hitcher

He's fallen in the water!

What-what-what-what-what-what..............what?

(said in best Neddie Seegoon voice)

And the names like Count Grip-pipe Thin and Bluebottle etc - crack me up!!

**Krayy** · 10th October 2006, 08:00

Originally Posted by Skyryder

And the Rag Trade. Now she was my kind of union delegate. All legs and mouth.

EVERYBODY OUT!!!!

**Krayy** · 10th October 2006, 08:03

My childhood faves:

The Bugaloos
Potty Time
Thunderbirds
Joe 90 (thank god for box set DVDs)
UFO
Terrahawks
Battle of the Planets
Sigmund the Seamonster
Land of the Giants
Voyage to the bottom of the sea
The 6 Million Dollar Man
CHiPs

**Swoop** · 10th October 2006, 08:11

Originally Posted by scumdog

What-what-what-what-what-what..............what?

(said in best Neddie Seegoon voice)!!

Please don't do that Neddie! *said in best Gryptype Thyne[sp? - will check Goon Show Scripts tonight!] voice*

Edit:Checked it out on the scripts!
Hercules Grytpype-Thynne, The Hon.
(A plausible public school villain and cad)

Don't overlook Major Dennis Bloodnok, IND. ARM. RTD.
(Military idiot, coward and bar)

**Hitcher** · 10th October 2006, 09:29

Originally Posted by Krayy

My childhood faves:

Pahh! Others of us were fondly recalling the golden era of the steam-driven wireless, not that new-fangled television stuff. Tarnation! I'll have you know that my folks didn't buy a TV until 1969. We used to have to run across the road and negotiate with the dreaded Mrs Hoskin in order to watch such world-shaping events as the 1964 Olympics, and The Lone Ranger!

**Finn** · 10th October 2006, 09:57

Originally Posted by Hitcher

Pahh! Others of us were fondly recalling the golden era of the steam-driven wireless, not that new-fangled television stuff. Tarnation! I'll have you know that my folks didn't buy a TV until 1969. We used to have to run across the road and negotiate with the dreaded Mrs Hoskin in order to watch such world-shaping events as the 1964 Olympics, and The Lone Ranger!

Pfffft, weez wuz paaw. Try 1976! My brother and I ended up having to make our own television out of cardboard and crayons. I was the technical director, he was the program manager and the cast consisted of our goldfish and a grumpy old dog. Funnily enough, it was more entertaining than real TV especially when we took it out back and set it on fire. When we finally got a TV it took us 3 years to figure out what a re-run was.

**Hitcher** · 10th October 2006, 10:48

Originally Posted by Finn

Try 1976!

But by then at least yours would have been colour...

**scumdog** · 10th October 2006, 10:51

Pah!!, mere stripplings you lot!!

My father refused to buy a TV until they were priced at less than a hundred quid, miserable bugger!!

Had to peer into shop windows in Wellington to watch TV - and the tramcars seemed to interfere with the reception at crucial moments!!

**Paul in NZ** · 10th October 2006, 11:50

Originally Posted by scumdog

Pah!!, mere stripplings you lot!!

My father refused to buy a TV until they were priced at less than a hundred quid, miserable bugger!!

Had to peer into shop windows in Wellington to watch TV - and the tramcars seemed to interfere with the reception at crucial moments!!

Luxury....

We were so poor we had to draw a wind up gramaphone (without the records) until father could save up enough lead so we could draw a cystal set - mind you, it wern't real crystal as that twer han extra tuppence - nay lad, ours was more a hand drawn cut glass set.

But we were happy then, sitting around the piece of paper with the set drawn on it pretending to listen to the comedy hour of an evening while we took a break from licking the road clean (father had to work hard to get us a job that supplied a meal) and....

etc etc