Updated:
6 May 2007.
Can you remember the Monty-Python tune 'The Lumberjack song'?
In 1983 whilst working as a tree surgeon's assistant in West London
my boss pointed out John Cleese who was having his
morning jogging session.
We were removing a dead tree trunk from the front of John
Cleese's immediate neighbour's garden. It was a 6 ft hollow
stump filled with putrefying black water that stank to high heaven
as it ran down the street gully & into the drains.
On seeing John Cleese merrily cantering by, I took
the opportunity to break into a rendition of 'the lumberjack
song'. J.C. waved, as he jogged that
silly walk & entered into his house!
But in typical anally retentive proper Brit style Crusty-ness my Boss
told me to shut-up as that's how he looses clients. The Stupid, mindless,
puerile, British killjoy of a cretin!
This example portrays the constant & sad, humourless & begrudging
mentality of those who see fit to criticise my bursting into song;
one of the finest sounds known to mankind!
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