Last Poster #7

[Wing Woo Gar]

Oh my goodness! Whispering Bob Harris!

After the Young Ones, Ade Edmonson and Rik Mayall went on to write and perform ‘Bottom’ which I’d also recommend.

When I was at Uni , we had a very sweet but doofus of a fellow student, Neil, who was nervously waiting for his first date at the famous ‘Uisge Bar’ whisky bar. Sitting at the bar was Rik Mayall, obviously performing at the city theatre or something. Neil had an idea and approached Mr Mayall and told him what was going on and if he would just acknowledge Neil when the girl turned up, thus by association, increasing his chances with her! Mayall looked at him up and doen and said, “I’ll do better than that…” got up and exited the bar by the side entrance. Ten minutes later when the girl had turned up and was with Neil, Mayall walked into the bar and shouted across it, “NEIL!”, strode over to him, gave him a hug whilst saying, “How the devil are? It’s been a while. How are you keeping?” Neil’s date was gobsmacked! After further pleasantries, Mayall made his excuses and left the bar saying, “Give me call when your free Neil” winking at the girl! Nice man (RIP).

Rik was my favorite, to be sure, nobody says fascist better.

 

[Wing Woo Gar]

十年磨一剑，霜刃未曾试。
今日把示君，谁有不平事？

For ten long years, a sword I whetted,
Its frosty blade, as yet, untried.
Today, I hold it unsheathed before you;
Of you, to whom was justice denied?

A thirst unslaked, for decade and more,
A fine edge honed by sweat from pore,
Ready now, for grisly chore,
Whom’s edge may meet,
shall know no more…