© Words Laurence Marcus.
Born on 28th February, 1925, in Rangoon, Burma, the son of a British Army officer, Harry Corbett was only three when his mother died and he was sent back to England to be raised by an aunt in Wythenshawe, Manchester. Corbett first showed an interest in the theatre when, as a child, he was taken to the Manchester Opera House to see the comedian Leslie Henson.
© Words Matteo Sedazzari
Like many of my generation, the BBC situation comedy Dad’s Army was prime time viewing during the mid-seventies. A show about the British Home Guard, a collection of volunteers doing their best at a British coastal town to prevent a Nazi invasion during wartime Britain. The volunteers were usually too old to join the army, hence the common nickname Dad’s Army.
Twelve years ago on the first series of I am Alan Partridge, everyone’s favourite Norfolk DJ was pleading with the BBC Chief Tony Hayers to re- commission his show. When Hayers refuses, Alan came up with a wide variety of desperate TV ideas such as Monkey Tennis, Arm Wrestling with Chas and Dave and Youth Hostelling with Chris Eubank.
In 2013, dire programmes such as Keith Lemons Celebrity Juice, Mrs Browns Boys and Miranda to name a few now make Alan’s ideas really sound quite appealing.
By 1962, Tony Hancock had been absorbed into the role of the nation’s favourite comedian. The comedian’s morose dejection was in its own way, as contemporary to his day as Johnny Rotten or Liam Gallagher was to theirs. ‘Ridiculous!’ I hear you say, but rather true in fact. Take a look if you don’t believe me. Remember though, during this era of cold, post-war austerity no one previously had dared to display such affront.
It was with a great sense of sadness that I learned of Sir Norman Wisdom's demise the other day. After a six month illness, at the grand old age of 95, our Norm, Norman Pitkin, the loveable Gump, quietly passed away at an Isle Of Man nursing home. A true working class hero, Norman certainly was a chap of many, many talents… his greatest being the ability to make us laugh, something he always tried very hard, sometimes too hard, to achieve…
I enter into a hotel lobby to meet the star of the BBC 3 hit comedy series, Mongrels, Nelson the Fox. He has requested that I don’t reveal the name or location of the hotel, as it is place that he likes to frequent on his own or with friends, to unwind and enjoy a selection of cakes and tea. All I can reveal is that it is a five star hotel in the heart of central London, renowned for their afternoon beverages.