The End is Nigh.

I've just listened to The Now Show on Radio 2. I listen to it regularly but this thought has only just occurred to me - they do exactly what I do on this blog (or is it I do exactly what they do?), only much, much, much better!!
It's a bit of a blow, to say the least. My heroes, The Marx Brothers, were geniuses, but theirs was the territory of the wisecrack and they were lords of that land. Monty Python I also worshipped, but it was unique. Punt and Dennis, on the other hand, seem to have a similar sense of humour to me and, time after time, they say things which I can only ever dream of having said!
This is not a pathetic expression of self-pity, nor is it false modesty, nor a fishing trip to the Lake of Compliments. I don't do any of those three. It is a genuine expression of deflation and of a desire to do something different. There doesn't seem much point in doing what someone else is already doing, and doing in an immeasurably superior fashion, so, as a big-nosed, shabby, Zionist thief once said, "I think I better think it out again".
In the meantime, I shall send Punt and Dennis to Grantham in a spirit of pure spite and jealousy. They will still be able to broadcast, however, and so I would recommend the Now Show to anyone in touch with life and in need of a laugh.