Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Yes, Yes, No, Yes...

"We used to go round to my mum's place in the evenings and we would write about three pages of Bob Hope type one liners, you know the sort of thing, “I wouldn't say my wife was fat, but….” And then we would take them round to Derek [Roy]'s flat. He would go through them one by one and say, Yes, Yes, No, Yes, No, No, then call his secretary in and say “Seven”. Out would come the cash box and we would get paid 35 bob. He'd say see you next week. Then Ray and I would walk down to the bus stop and I would hand Ray 17.6d (87.5p). We were professionals!"

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