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Brownlow and the professor’s trousers…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s joke is the one about the Prime Minister and the rubber mouse in the dispatch box – oh, how we guffawed later on, down in our dungeon… >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ‘Good morning Professor – oh, my goodness!’ … Continue reading

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Brownlow and the professor on the phone…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s honoured guests are the Max Schreck Nosferatu lookalike twins Molly and Percy Piglow – come on up you two and join us on the sofa! My word! Your teeth look really convincing! Ouch!… (M.S.) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> … Continue reading

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Brownlow down the pub…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s existential angst is centred around the sound of the word lard. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ‘And what the hell time do you call this Brownlow!’ ‘Oh, hello professor, it’s eleven-thirty give or take a…’ ‘No!… I mean, what’s … Continue reading

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Brownlow and the Prof. on the road…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s colours are: bloated brown, attenuated auburn, gripe green, bucket blue, rollicking red, and puckered pink. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ‘Brownlow! Brownlow! Stop faffing about and get into the bloody car!’ ‘Sorry professor, I was just checking my notes … Continue reading

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Brownlow and the professor receive a parcel…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s existential angst is centred around the sound of the word pamphlet. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ‘Brownlow!… Brownlow! Where the hell are you?’ ‘Oh, hello Professor, I was down in the basement dusting those rather cute canopic jars that … Continue reading

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What’s that smell Brownlow?…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s rather insipid Victorian expletive is ‘by helecum!…’ Even though it sounds clever and a bit classical, I think that word has no actual meaning – I just searched for it and Google said, ‘Did you … Continue reading

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Brownlow and the Professor…

But first… Dulltown, UK: Today’s ancient Egyptian deity is the snake-headed goddess Amaunet with her attributes of hidden power and the primeval. (Amaunet) >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ‘Professor… Professor!…’ ‘Eh?’ ‘Ah, sorry, did I disturb you sir?’ ‘Yes you did Brownlow! I was … Continue reading

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