Samantha has got to pop out now...........

shysal

NFK! wash your mouth out with soap!

I will admit that Jack Dee has proven to be the best choice to chair ISIHAC out of all the contenders, but no-one comes even within a gnats crotchet of Humph!

Sorry, should have seen new thread!

Arrivals at the ball-
Mr and Mrs Cotter-Tiling and their son Terry.
Mr and Mrs o'Doors and their son Paddy.
Mr and Mrs Loadabricks and their son Laurie.
Mr and Mrs Neepot and their son Jim.
Mr and Mrs Duz-Merchants and their son Bill

At the naturists ball-
Mr and Mrs Gleebits and their son Dan.
Mr and Mrs Vestov and their daughter Eva.
Mr and Mrs Knott-Snowing and their daughter Gladys.

In a quiet whisper - " I prefer Jack Dee"!

I (and many others) aim to please, hebridean !

Daisy a few years before Humph left us, I remember having a conversation with a fellow aficionado where we both thought that Stephen Fry might fit, but when Humph did shuffle off his mortal coil, ISIHAC ran a series of episodes with Stephen Fry, Rob Brydon and Jack Dee.

I was actually quite shocked at my own reaction to the Stephen Fry ones, sounded forced, laboured and just "wrong"

I think Jack Dee does the job as well as anyone could who wasn't Humph.

Now, anyone fancy a new thread about late arrivals...................

This is wonderful, better than the telly. so glad I joined GN

I miss Humph too but Jack Dee has the same world-weary tone and the impression of being there on sufferance. Thanks for the quotes shysal; I love this programme.

Samantha is off on a dinner date with a gentleman friend from Moscow who's brought over a variety of caviars and an array of vodka-based aperitifs. She says he's going to offer her delicious food in his hotel room and then liquor out on the balcony.

Samantha is a qualified croupier and often works at an exclusive Soho club where gamblers pay top money to pay roulette all day and poker all night.

Love this thread, Thanks. So funny.

Lovely shysal ! here too!

www.imdb.com/title/tt1294172/quotes
These made me chuckle!

We often get the 168 bus to Hampstead Heath and it's the sort where a disembodied voice announces each stop. Each time we get to "Mornington Crescent" DH and I whisper a hearty cheer!!

When Humph died people left flowers at Mornington Crescent tube station.

Did anyone hear the part in the most recent series where Jack was reading from something by John McCrirrick? The panel obviously really enjoyed themselves with that one.

Samantha has to nip out now as she is off to her evening class where the baking instructor is going to assess her efforts. Last week he popped her bread rolls straight into his mouth and he's promised to try her muffin next week.

At the end of (the real) Mornington Crescent there is a pub called The Lyttleton Arms. Which was first I wonder?

I think Jack Dee is the best substitute they could have found though.
I used to find Mornington Crescent incomprehensible until I realized that was the whole idea! I saw their stage show at the theatre a few years ago, towards the end of Humph's life. I have never laughed so much on a night out. They had the audience playing on kazoos which were provided, and a hilarious sat nav was included. Long may the programme continue!

Wot no letters from Mrs Trellis?
Does anyone remember Humph reading from Paul Daniels autobiography? Debbie McGhee's 'do not disturb' sleep mask with 'disturb' written elsewhere? but it was very
It's just not the same without Humph.

I think I like the 38 bees best I was lucky enough to meet Humph after a concert about 15 years ago - lovely man!

As usual, Samantha has been down in the gramophone library researching the teams' records, aided and abetted by the two kindly old archivists, Curly Smith and Chalky White. Samantha was saying she's been helping them rearrange their work rosters recently. Chalky was getting a bit worried that Samantha might reduce his overtime shift, but cheered up when instead he saw her shorten Curly's

Thank you so much. Grey and gloomy here in Cornwall, the fog hasn't lifted for four days (or not for long) so it was great to have a laugh. We love "Sorry I haven't a clue", and have a few CD'S to keep us amused on long car journeys. Not the same since Humph went to blow his trombone among the heavenly host, he apparently failed to get the double entendres during the show, which made his deadpan delivery even more delicious!

My DS and DiL went to a recording - they told me that a great deal of editing had to be done to make it suitable for broadcasting before the watershed!

Incidentally, Samantha tells me she's been away making a road safety film for the Department of Transport...she says she's had some interesting experiences with sleeping policemen, not to mention humps in residential side streets

Samantha went into the hen house and was frightened by the big c--k