This discovery sent me disappearing down the foggy ruins of time to recall Les Dennis’s day as the man in charge. It also reminded me of people’s unremitting capacity to make prats of themselves for the amusement others.
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In praise of... stupidity
Channel-hopping the other night (I think the missus said it was one of my more endearing qualities, though I may have misheard her), I was taken aback to see Family Fortunes is still airing, though in an All Star format and hosted by some lanky bloke with a broad Lancastrian accent.
