Wednesday, 27 January 2010
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When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
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Ah! Tres bon, M.'olroyd!
Cleese and Palin (le pouf celebre)indulging in some early Franglais. C'est magnifique.
Avec le Baa et le Berr et whrrr... And I thought they were just nesting.
I wonder if that Franglais predates Miles Kington's stuff,as he was always regarded as the inventor of Franglais?
Interesting point Nobbly. If Wikipedia is to be trusted the Python sketch comes from 1969 (!!! I was gobsmacked) and Kington's columns in Punch were from the late 1970s, so the Pythons have it by almost a decade.
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