Mine’s a Double

Having been silent for the best part of the week, I thought you might be interested in these supposedly genuine extracts from letters to various local councils:

1. I want some repairs done to my cooker as it has backfired and burnt my knob off.

2. I wish to complain that my father hurt his ankle very badly when he put his foot in the hole in his back passage.

3. ….and their 18-year-old son is continually banging his balls against my fence.

4. I wish to report that tiles are missing from the outside toilet roof. I think it was bad wind the other night that blew them off.

5. My lavatory seat is cracked. Where do I stand?

You can read more here if you scroll down a bit. Fine examples of the British love of double (or single) entendre, something I meant to write about after watching the programme about Donald McGill, that great exponent of the saucy seaside postcard.

I think I meant to compare censorship then and now. Then it was about sexual morality, but as was pointed out at the time, the humour couldn’t ‘corrupt’ someone who didn’t get the joke and those that did must, by definition, be already ‘corrupted.’

Today, sexual morality (if those are the right words) has gone by the board, but censorship exists in what we think and the views people express that may ‘offend’ someone else. As in the 1950s, those affected by extreme opinions probably already hold them.

Both are insidious.

I leave you though with everyone’s favourite: A woman goes into a bar and orders a double entendre. So the barman gave her one. Ouch!

Nobody’s prefect. If you find any spelling mistakes or other errors in this post, please let me know by highlighting the text and pressing Ctrl+Enter.

2 comments… Add yours
  • Laura 31st January 2006

    *chuckling* Those are good.

  • Blognor Regis 2nd February 2006

    I wonder how many are accidental rather deployed with a knowing wink?

    Are extreme opinions an affectation?

    Incidently, I highly recommend that you BitTorrent the 1969 Carry On Christmas special. Not only does it have the wonderful old Thames TV logo at the beginning but it also features the great Francis Howerd who is supposed to be playing a part but basically comes on and does his act while Hattie Jacques tries to suppress her laughter and press on.


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