In the past week, however, I've received two e-mails which make my membership of the mailing list truly worthwhile. The first featured this remarkable publicity shot of Colin Fry, the psychic Widow Twankey to Sally Morgan's chocolate Buttons...
I've always said he must have contempt for his audience, and I think that expression proves it.
The second e-mail arrived yesterday, and was even better than the first. I haven't tinkered with it at all - this is exactly what it said...
It's nice of them to call me a British institution, but with tickets costing twenty-five quid, I'd better come up with some answers.
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I thought Gardner's question time was going a be a free summer event in the form of a picnic where all fans are invited along 8-)
Your on a live tour in December?
I suspect there will be thousands of retinal screamers and girls throwing their spectacles on stage.
There'll be no girls throwing spectacles - glasses aren't allowed in the auditorium. Only plastic cups.
And I prefer the local Harvester to a picnic. :-P
It could be worse. They could wait for you to die, and then truck your corpse around the country. That would be Gardner: the Dead Tour.
I presume you mean contact lenses when you say plastic cups?
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