The missus had never heard of Father Ted before, being a foreign and all that. I'm looking forward to re-watching all over again, but she best fucking like it, don't want a repeat of the Nathan Barley incident.
I had just turned 11 when that programme came on, and it was one of my absolute favourite things. My keen young mind got frustrated that these apparent simpletons got to be on the show and I couldn't, but I also realised it was a large part of the enjoyment.
Of course, these days I realise I'd probably be the moron who, in the spotlight, couldn't see U3.
The most common mistake came nearly every week people leapt about trying to catch the golden tickets fluttering just out of reach above their heads, instead of the ones fluttering at waist to shoulder height.
'This video is unavailable in Restricted Mode' has become my most hated thing lately thanks to new controls on the office network. What do they expect me do to during my lunch break?
Which is definitely the only time I use the internet for non-work purposes of course.