It is boiler service day here. Thomas and I joked about this yesterday, and he reminded me of this:
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Wonderful and timeless. I feel a hippopotamus song coming on. Thanks!
Or a French horn
Plus a 97 horse power, diesel engined, big 6 wheeler omnibus
………..Dogdyke, Kirkby Mucksloe and Troublehouse Halt…….. The sleepers sleep…….. at Blindfold Forum and somewhere else……
Classic comedy. Intelligent, sensitive, no filth and curiously educative. Only Kit and the Widow do anything in the same vein these days as far as I’m aware. (And I’m told they can be beyond risqué though I haven’t experienced that.)
Re-wiring a house – back in the day, mate nailing back floorboards, “Mike be carefull there are a lot of central heating pipes” , knock knock, sudden silence, time slowed & I knew what was coming next – “Mike I’ve put a nail through a pipe” 1st floor – what a performance – had to poke a hole through the ceiling on the ground floor and drain the water that way. Hilarious (householder was understanding/philisophical). Those were the days.
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Or The Slow Train
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6OHD2uCpfU
What about a modern version with lost Public Services
It would be even funnier if were not true.
I work in council housing and have just dealt with a complaint whereby our contractors did as much damage to radiators, doors and kitchen units as they did work going in to fix the heating system!!
I have suffered that
They should be so lucky to get a workman to come the next day! 🙂
Indeed…
A reasonable response, but nowhere in the lyrics is it stated ,that the days were consecutive.
Mostly ‘a’ ****day morning, and one ‘the’ ****day morning.
They could be the corresponding day of the following week. Or later.
I don’t think for a moment we are meant to think that.
I must have heard `At the drop of a hat` in the late 50`s (family moved to CapeTown early 60`s and my fellow 11 year old Capetonians were completely bemused by my referrals to it).
I always thought that `the gas man cometh` was an interesting take on the class system: how the suffering middle classes were constantly being fleeced by the predatory working class. Flanders was always more right wing than Swann and he seems to have passed on his opinions to Stephanie. It`s quite Thatcherite – the fear of the masses – and I think it was thanks to F&S (and to some extent Parkinsons Law [still my secret guide to business and bureaucracy]) that I recognised what Mrs T was all about.
I never met Flanders but I knew people who did. They were bemused by his daughter. They did not see much common ground.
When I think of Michael Flanders, it reminds me of the sheer joyful entertainment he provided with his partner. To impute snobbish class warfare into a witty song which reflected for its time, bygone attitudes between tradesmen and employers, is mistaken. The same satirical view is taken by the brilliant E.F Benson. The wonder is that Swann maintained his sense of humour after his treatment as a disabled ex-serviceman by Oxford University. (Wikipedia).
Sorry, meant Flanders, wrote Swann. Fat head syndrome.
I thought you did
@ brian faux
If my memory serves me well The Gas Man Cometh was from the Drop of Another Hat.
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Today’s version would probably about the roads with water, electricity, broadband companies all digging them up, each with multiple subcontractors falling over each other. None of them really accountable and leaving a bodged road repair that soon turns into a pothole.
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