Buggernation Street Annual 1975

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Deirdre’s mother Blanche enjoys a ‘double bumming’ courtesy of Len and Billy, whilst Len then expands his portfolio by spending an afternoon ‘up’ Bet Lynch, something he quickly regrets and makes clear to Bet. Views shot through the roof as it was tweeted by numerous media personalities not exactly beloved by the Woke mafia, and I would imagine a sizeable number of complaints were registered with the YT upholders of online standards, double and otherwise. Meanwhile, Gail rejects tradition and invites a poet round for an intellectual education that ends on a sour note, despite the fact he professes not to like chins. Stan tips-off Ray that a new nightclub on the eve of opening needs some last-minute plumbing in the hope it’ll make them all square; whilst there, Oggy encounters his perfect woman, who happens to be as thick as pigshit.

Deirdre's mother Blanche has a crystal ball that depicts a future in which Deirdre has a prominent gunt and a neck like a turtle's scrotum whilst Blanche herself resembles the bride of Quasimodo. something like the same furrow ploughed by Quentin Smirhes and Scarfolk but less eery-horror and more wry cynicism sort of thing. Jerry is still going on about the cost of living and Ray eventually suggests he and Len accompany him on a day out at Fine Fare; meanwhile, Ken confesses to Elsie that he’s been meeting up with Janet in seedy hotels again, Albert is offered four free jars of chutney, and Maggie is uneasy about the new vocalist on the next Can LP.BUGGERNATION STREET is permanently trapped in a perpetual Northern England of the mid-1970s, somewhere between 1973-76. If Chaucher wrote for television,’ said Alf Garnett creator Johnny Speight in 1973, ‘he’d be writing Bugger-f***ing-nation Street! I’ve been uploading videos to Vimeo for quite a while now and I’ve never had any problems with them, to be honest. Ken is showing-off as an amateur chef, but his plans to make a meal for Len and Ray are sabotaged by his snooty attitude and incompetence, despite Minnie Caldwell’s assistance. Described by the Guardian TV critic Digby Smugg as ‘The Archers directed by Derek and Clive’, ‘Buggernation Street’ featured the everyday stories of decadent folk living on a terraced street in the fictional Lancashire town of Weatherfield.

Elsie is pissed and feeling sorry for herself when Alan turns up to inform her his hospital treatment is over; she refuses to take him back and storms off, ending up getting run over by a taxi. Just casually leave it on your coffee table and you’ll find your uninvited guests will suddenly remember they have an urgent appointment to keep elsewhere! But why is YT allowing Sunday Lunch, for example, to continue against terminating the great VL38 account? It had originally been published on Vimeo a couple of years ago and attracted virtually no attention at all; remixed and expanded, I decided to temporarily shelve my ‘Buggernation’-only principles when it came to YT uploads and enabled ‘Wokeday Evening’ to be seen by the widest possible audience.

The other storyline sees Deirdre coaxed into a career ‘on the game’ as Billy Walker morphs seamlessly from boyfriend to pimp. You know my feelings…But to post something publicly in comparison to YT’s outrageous verdict of your channel’s diverse content, let’s mention ‘Toyah and Robert’s Sunday Lunch’. The self-styled intellectual of the street, Ken Barlow, also resides in Albert's house, having once been married to his niece Valerie, who died after electrocuting herself with a hairdryer (an appliance the distraught Ken often wanked into following her death). But shazza is nevertheless a notable figure to me, for his/her comment was the last to ever grace a video on my YouTube channel, the final person provoked into saying something after enjoying one of my offerings on a platform that had twelve long years of providing satirical and/or bawdy entertainment for the masses who were incapable of raising even a moderate titter at the woeful excuse for comedy that television serves-up these days.