Ghosts On Normal TV Shows

More and more soaps are going down the ghost route, something which viewers are apparently complaining about.
 
Mocking Cockneys: a fine northern tradition. :bthumbup:
I've never known any Londoners, yet films & tv have given me the impression that they're all thick and also strangely very pleased with themselves. This rotten and prejudiced propaganda feels like class warfare!
*gets on soapbox, falls off*
 
CASE STUDY: 'Pete Beale' of Eastenders infamy ~

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Here's Pete, beaming away as if his sole achievement in life was not putting tomatoes in brown paper bags. He has 'Spurs' written all over him, though not literally. Such is the canyon-like depth of his bewilderment at anything besides putting tomatoes in brown paper bags that, even when his wife announced that she was divorcing him, he initially continued to smile inanely until the dried pea inside a vacant squash court that constituted his brain came to rest and he finally realised what was going on. Then he didn't know whether to cry or else squash his tomatoes in impotent fury. What a twit.
 
I've never known any Londoners, yet films & tv have given me the impression that they're all thick and also strangely very pleased with themselves. This rotten and prejudiced propaganda feels like class warfare!
*gets on soapbox, falls off*
Never known any Londoners? How've you managed that when they're everywhere, like dogshit?
 
Never known any Londoners? How've you managed that when they're everywhere, like dogshit?
Do I detect a slight bias, Madame la 'Scarge? :D


PS The furthest from home I've ever been was London, on two day-trips as a kid.
 
Was chatting with a Londoner colleague yesterday.

He was telling me in a jocular fashion about when he'd been recently called in at short notice for a lower-body scan.

Preparation entailed a quick whore's bath in a work sink which involved a run round the'ouses, y'know, indicating the use of a washcloth in a circular motion.
I nearly died laughing. :rofl:
 
Were all the Londoners away on those days? :chuckle:

:hahazebs:

The only Londoner I 'heard' was the black cab driver. When my dad said to me something like "There's the famous Tower of London" (or some such well-known place), the driver just raised his eyes to the ceiling and tutted. Granted he'd heard it all before but...how rude.
 
Hamish MacBeth, anyone? John MacIvor had The Gift, did he not?
It's been a long time, but I recall oodles of Scotchgael phenomenance in that series. Loved it.
 
Some comedian was talking about that .. saying that's the real reason her and Bryan May got married: so if they had to they could take speed camera points for each other.
Wouldn't work.

Unless you shoved an afro-wig on the numberplates.
 
Was chatting with a Londoner colleague yesterday.

He was telling me in a jocular fashion about when he'd been recently called in at short notice for a lower-body scan.

Preparation entailed a quick whore's bath in a work sink which involved a run round the'ouses, y'know, indicating the use of a washcloth in a circular motion.
I nearly died laughing. :rofl:
Why didn't he just wipe it on her curtains like any non Londoner would?.
 
Never known any Londoners? How've you managed that when they're everywhere, like dogshit?
Occasionally I'll meet a nice one. One of our security guards, the oldest one there's a Cockney and he's sound. He even smuggles his puppy into work and we find boxes for her to hide/sleep in. He's helped me out loads and he's soft spoken and considerate to cleaners.
 
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