Rubbing My Nose

As some of you might have noticed we’ve been quiet for last couple of days. It is not because we’ve stuffed ourselves over Christmas holidays so much we couldn’t have been asked to write something, but because we left town for a week and we are enjoying sun like those lizards you can see in the zoo. We went overseas, I will not say where cause I’m afraid the hoards of our fans might overwhelm this small town. As liable as I am, I might pull a Britney and drive from one gas station to the next all night.

While here, we’ve been working very hard to make our little blog even better next year. Well I haven’t been working hard but Roberta has. All day long she has been writing in her little notebook and rubbing my nose in the articles she wrote. The joke’s on her, I have a cold and my nose needs constant attention smile_devil.

From the coast Roberta, F.L. and I whish you happy holidays.

A Bit of Fry and Laurie – best sketch ever

I did have a lot of affection for Mr. Fry before but this is the moment when we all have to bow and I say "I’m not worthy".

This has got to be the funniest sketch I have ever seen on A Bit of Fry and Laurie, I literally almost peed my pants (unseemly but what can you do?). Although I do love House, I think MI5 (or is MI6, I never know which is which), should kidnap Mr. Laurie and bring him back to England to do some more comedy.

I give you Mr. Burmie… Enjoy!

Battle of the Giants – House vs Victor Meldrew

Mirror, mirror on the wall who is grouchiest of them all?

So far in our battle of the giants we have clashed Horatio Caine vs Gill Grissom and battled one tattoo parlor against another, but today we aim to find out who is the grouchiest character that has graced our TV screens. And I would bet good money that for most of you House would be the first name that pops to mind. But is it really so? House’s competition comes in the shape of one Victor Meldrew (for American readers unfamiliar with the show check out One Foot in the Grave), who albeit not a doctor but a pensioner manages to outstage House every single time in the grouchiness stakes. And mind you, he does not even have chronic pain as an excuse.

House

  • Head of the department for diagnostic medicine
  • Only has half a muscle in his right leg, chronic pain, walks with a cane
  • Who is on the receiving end of his rants – Wilson, his team, Cuddy, patients anyone who is foolish enough to come near him
  • Favorite pastime – House enjoys popping Vicodin, pushing buttons (not actual buttons like Locke, but people’s buttons), playing piano and finding new ways to annoy people
  • Favorite catchphrase – You are an idiot; Everybody lies; I need my pills

Victor Meldrew

  • Former security guard, retired after 26 years and replaced with a box
  • No obvious physical aliments, has use of both legs
  • Who is on the receiving end of his rants – wife Margaret
  • Favorite pastime – Victor enjoys collecting crisp wrappers that his neighbors throw over the garden wall, perusing Medical encyclopedia for new illnesses he might be suffering from and performing his magic show Escapology
  • Favorite catchphrase – I dont believe it

Who wins?

The competition is a tough for this category because both of the candidates have grouchiness levels never encountered before. Statistically House has every reason to be grouchy, annoying and abrasive while Victor in all honesty apart from the retirement and being replaced by a box does not have much reason to complain about (if you ignore the crisp wrappers that keep ending up in his garden, Jehovah’s witness that foolishly try to convert him and general state of the world).

But all odds aside and anyone who has ever seen even one episode of “One Foot in the Grave” will back me up on this one when I say House is a grouchiness amateur when compared to Victor.

All hail to Victor Meldrew, the king of grouch!