Paramount Comedy 2 seem to own the rights to a whole bunch of old BBC shows which they have placed on permanent rotation. And so it was that yesterday they started showing a repeat of "Grumpy Old Men" that I recorded and have just watched.
Now, the first season of "Grumpy Old Men" was rather enjoyable, because the format was new, the complaints were uncomfortably accurate, and the whole thing was funny. For the second season, it just wasn't as good; too often it just felt that they were moaning about things for the hell of it. This was the third season, which appears to have improved a great deal, but haven't they run out of things to talk about by now?
(There is also a spin-off, "Grumpy Old Women", but it is completely worthless, being filled with inane blatherings about nothing. Apparently, they don't like going to gym because their full of people who are working out... Shock! Horror!)
Anyway, I was watching the show with some amusement, when halfway through the first of the two episodes I'd recorded, they went into a big rant about going to the cinema. And, in particular, the fact that you have to sit through half an hour of adverts before the film even starts!
Oh dear.
I was later chilled further, when halfway through the second episode the narrator commented "but somehow, we can't seem to avoid the horror that is filling the car with petrol..."
I have therefore decided to accede to the inevitable. I have therefore donned pipe and slippers, and shouted at some random teens to get off my lawn. As they were walking down the street at the time, this caused some small confusion.
(Oh, and absolutely the best thing about the show: five minutes from the end, the phone rang. It was a telemarketer, trying to definately not sell me anything, but could she assume I was the owner of the property? That would definately be worth a rant or two, if it wasn't quite so obvious.)
Coming soon: a rant about "The One Show", and their special on sunblock.
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