It’s my birthday today. Which means I get to post about anything I want. Much the same as normal really, but I’ll pretend it’s a special occasion anyway.
One of my earliest memories of making anyone laugh is based on this.
Obviously that’s not how it first aired.
I spent a summer in Barry Island, chasing my older brother around, loudly accusing him of being a virgin, while my brother loudly denied it. He was seven, I was four, and my Dad was pissing himself.
I also spent a lot of time quoting this (I still do).
Happy birthday me.