Channelling Muttley

R has developed a laugh like Muttley, for much the same reasons.  In fact he is rather like Muttley all round, uncomplicated,  faithful, always willing to help out, sees the funny side of others' misfortunes,  grumbles if he doesn't get what he wants and says gimmegimmegimme gimme and yehyehyehyehyeh to get what he what he wants.

I decided to show R an episode of Dick Dastardly and Muttley in Their Flying Machines (Catch the pigeon).  R said, in a humourless voice;  I don't laugh like Muttley.  Then he said 'do they ever catch the pigeon?'  and then he said 'is this all that happens?'.  I was laughing too hard to reply.  Especially the bit where Dick Dastardly's boss shouts at him as he is falling from a plane and the boss's hand comes out of the phone and takes Dick Dastardly's medal off.  I was also appreciating for the first time the  Romanian background music and the quality of the painted backdrop.

R wandered off, bored.

He likes watching the only thing more boring than Cricket on Radio 4 longwave;  commentated video games, eg  Ah, here we go, ooo, crash bang explode, oh yes, well, I'm not sure he should have done that explode bang whizzz...now the thing about this is...ooo, ah well...

DRAT AND DOUBLE DRAT CURSES AND SOME MORE DRAT THAT DOES IT MY FINE FEATHERED ENEMY!

Just think, in the 70s we thought it was rubbish, now we realise it is ART