D.A.W.

Excellent episode, even in spite of the slimey doctor and his "oral pleasure".

Det. Goren - available in new shiny finish.





Det. Goren loses the game of Tiddlywinks on a technicality.





Bobby gives himself a knuckle sandwich.





Eames: "I only said Boo, Bobby, don't look so surprised."


No wonder the notary woman owned up. I'd admit to anything.





Marcus Welby M.D.


Bobby poses with his tiny upside down counterpart.


He looks for him unsuccessfully inside the car.





Smiling Bobby, Hidden Dragon.





Look at the length of that...everything!


Bobby can't resist a snack.


Too late he finds out it is too hot.


There's nowhere to spit it out.


Being a brave boy, he tries to pretend there's nothing wrong.





Still feeling peckish, he gets ready to bite the doctor's nose off.

Strange but True

Apparently the earthquake off Chile, like the one that caused the Asian tsunami, being a subduction quake, changes the size of the planet and reduces the length of the day.

Well I never. I'll never notice either. The amount is infinitesimally small, so don't expect the 24 hours of a day to seem much shorter any time soon.

(NB. A subduction quake for those not unfortunate enough to have had to learn about them in order to teach a bit of Geography, is where one tectonic plate pushes under another, as opposed to scraping alonside each other like in Haiti.)

Going, Going

Gone.

Michael Foot, longtime Labour MP and sometime leader of the Labour Party, has died aged 96. He was a man of principle. I was proud to be a member of the Labour Party under his leadership, not least because he was a supporter of CND (Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament) who took part in the Aldermaston Marches against the nuclear bomb in the 1950s and 1960s. When, after him, the party ditched its policy of unilateral nuclear disarmament, I left the party. It was particularly galling, because I had supported the selection of the local candidate, who became our MP, Joan Ruddock, who was previously Chair of CND. She quickly became a traitor, and is a useless MP to boot.

Michael was well-known for wearing a donkey jacket, even to things like the November 11th ceremony at the Cenotaph. He hobbled along with a walking stick and looked very frail.

He was one of the last true statesmen left in UK political life.

Pictured at the time of his leadership of the Labour Party.

In his extreme old age.

Still there.

We still have the wonderful Denis Healey, one of the finest Chancellors of the Exchequer of recent times. He was defeated by Foot in the leadership battle for the party in 1980. On reflection, he would probably have been more successful as leader, and may have led the party to a victory sooner than the 18 years they had to wait. He still has a witty and often acid turn of phrase, and is very knowledgable about music. He is just 4 years younger than Foot.

Denis as we remember him with his eyebrows.

Denis in his more mature years.

I'm trying to imagine David Cameron as a statesman, but the image just won't form.

Fico Di Capo

Bobby's very clever and very gorgeous in this one. Well, that's unusual, isn't it!

I, er, went way over 500 pictures in this recap.

Bobby tries to get a buzz from sniffing the wine.

That pastry cook is about to get a surprise...








Lovers' tiff?





Gratuitous groin shot.


Big Back shot.


Bobby's vein. (OK, lousy pun)


That delicate finger could pull my wire.


Bobby offers his neck for a big sloppy kiss.


Manhandled by The Man. Lucky beggar.





Bobby tries to stifle a sneeze.








I wish I enjoyed my job this much.











Damn! Manhandled by The Man again!

A Break in the Weather

Finally some mild, sunshiny weather, so of course it was off to London Zoo.

Everyone was sleeping! The gorillas scarcely moved. But being cats, the lions were beautiful just lying there.

26,000!

I don't often check how many views my movies on YouTube have had, but when I watched Eliza's "Kiss" video (the one that the silly Vixen didn't think was very good!) I went to have a look at the one I did.

And that's how many views it's had.

That many people who've seen that it was by "Va" 'cos I couldn't get the name to show properly.

Ill-Bred

The thought of what was supposed to have been done to those horses makes me feel sick. That bitch woman should have had the same done to her.

Golly, I'm in a generous mood today!

Bobby finds himself caught in the act of sniffing horse pee.








Bobby's famous horse impression.


He stares at his thumb, remembering where he put it last night.


"Who? Me? You're the one who eats all the raisin pie."


Bobby takes a rest, while Alex tries to peek round the corner to see Dale in action with his Gatling gun.


The latest magic trick doesn't work, and Bobby finds he has only a broken watch in his hankie.





Can I help you with that, sweetie?


The Mannerist School, which included later Michaelangelo works like his David, exaggerated the size of hands, feet, etc. I wonder where they got the idea?


I don't want a quick release knot, Bobby, I want a long, slow, release.


Dale finds himself strangely attracted to the big detective.