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83. Ohhhh Thelma….
Brigitte Forsyth
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Aye, she was canny though but.
RIP, Brigit.
She was great. Loved her. RIP.
A wonderful lady. RIP Brigit.
‘It wasn’t my fault, Thelma. It wasn’t my fault..’
Terry Collier, in his van, driving past the library where Thelma worked in The Likely Lads film as a drunk and distraught Bob Ferris makes a fool of himself inside.
That line became a mantra in earlier years as a younger man. RIP the utterly perfect for the part Brigit.
Someone made the comment that she was the main reason why “Whatever Happened to…” was better than the original shows.
There are many reasons for that but Thelma is definitely one of them, and not just because she looks (and sounds) delicious.
“So prim she could turn the lifting of a lace curtain into an art form.” 🙂
You’re getting your sex kittens mixed up, Moose – it’s Brigit.
She had another string to her bow (geddit?), it turns out.
Mmm – seem to have made her French. Must stop typing up my dreams.
As my friend pointed out on Facebook, Thelma was not a nasty, sexist stereotype like Olive in On the Buses: She and Bob had a companionable, equal, modern relationship based on mutual hobbies (Badminton club and dinner parties etc.), but the comedy was all about her understandable distrust of Terry, who resented her.
Terry really is an absolute horror of a man. And the idea that he should be giving relationship advice is comically bizarre – when he married a German woman he couldn’t even speak to, just because she had big knockers.
There are bits where Thelma and Terry defend each other of course.
Great, great writing. The more you think about WHTTLL the better it is.
@Moose-the-Mooche
RIP, our Thelma
While reboots of classic TV shows are all too often a desperate cash grab, the quality of DC and ILF’s writing and the brilliance with which JB, RB and BF fleshed their characters out make it a real shame there was no WHTWHTTLL
…. The film was effectively that. What a bleak affair that is. The lads tour a washed-out England. It’s Radio On without the Kraftwerk soundtrack.
“What do you think I’m doing – pickin’ mushrooms?”
The film was released too close to the TV show for that. I was thinking 10 or 20 years later
Oh, you mean like the wonderful new Frasier?
I was going to say I’m glad it didn’t happen but Clement & Le Frenais did a decent job of bringing Auf Weidersehen Pet back.
RB’s arsholery banjaxed it from Bolam’s point of view.
Remember reading an article about RB and his claims about JB not long after RB died. He did indeed come across as an arsehole of the highest order
https://www.comedy.co.uk/features/comedy_chronicles/strained-relationships-bewes-and-bolam/
That must be where I read it too.
Mrs Moose saw him in Jack and the Beanstalk and said he was delightful. Mind you she was about ten at the time and then, as now, easily pleased.
No, I used to think that – Bewes’s version of events – but you need to read that article. JB is undoubtedly an arsey get but not without provocation in this case.
I deleted my comment because I also remember reading that and it was maybe 6 of one and half a dozen of another. Don’t think Bewes comes across as an arsehole though just a kind of Walter Mitty figure. Obviously they were very different people
RB’s easily debunked claim that JB had deprived him of income by blocking repeats reaches levels of brazenness that would test Ginge, Whinge and Bojo
He never got past that time that Terry said he’d offer him a can but he’d only brought six
She was perfect in Whatever Happened to the Likely Lads, and it was great to see her in Still Open All Hours more recently. I will have to dig out the DVD and watch the Christmas special!
She was in an ITV sitcom called Glam Girls, which had a Liver Birds feel to it. It was the story of two young women who flatted together and got by with low level modeling jobs.
There was a nervous looking welsh actor whose character name was Meredith – who corrected people wherever his name was used. His correct pronunciation was pretty much the same as the other had said. Funnier than it sounds!