Something for the Weakened

Gen(ii)us

Friday, January 28th, 2005 by

So, I’ve been being Eric Morecambe for the past week now, which isn’t as bad as I thought it might be. Obviously relocating to Luton was a bit of a bind and his widow wasn’t exactly chuffed to bits about me moving in, but we got over that. But overall it’s been surprisingly enjoyable. Putting my glasses on at a slightly skewed angle, catching invisible things in brown paper bags, the constant shouts of “Wahey”. All oddly fun. I was a bit apprehensive about sleeping with Ernie Wise at first, but even that was okay once I’d got used to the smell. It would almost seem like a shame to go back to being me again, particularly as Vanessa Redgrave is coming over with Peter Cushing to have a look at a play what Ern wrote tomorrow. It seems like a shame to leave it all behind.

Maybe I’ll be Tommy Cooper next week.

But remember, until then I AM Eric Morecambe.

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