You Utter Utter Utter Bastard
I can't believe a year has gone by since we lost the mighty Rik Mayall. I was sad. Very sad. Lots of tears. I think some people thought I was a bit weird. I don't deny it. I mean I had not long given birth so there may have been the hormonal thing going on but even so, I think I was definitely in mourning. Mourning for a lost little part of my childhood and of this person who was so important to me but I didn't realise it. How did I not realise it? Everything about Rik had always made me smile and laugh out loud. He was a source of comfort and happy and here he was, suddenly gone.
It's been a year of me not watching anything he was in. No Young Ones, no Bottom, no Blackadder, and definitely no tribute shows. I just couldn't bring myself to. Now I think it's time that changed. It's time to let go and celebrate the maniacal comic genius once again. I'm going to wear my smashing blouse and get out the DVD box sets. Thanks for all the laughs Rik. I'm off to re-live them over and over again...
Anyone here like the Human League?