Bob Monkhouse (1928-2003)

Bob Monkhouse To be honest, Bob Monkhouse was never really my cup of tea, but let's hope he went in the way described in his brilliant joke:

When I go, I want to die like my grandfather, peacefully in his sleep; not screaming in terror, like his passengers.

By Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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