Red lolly, yellow lolly

And only a year later I have finally managed the twin trick of locating my recording AND finding a way to edit the highlights. You may remember my once mentioning Sara from Cashcall. It’s nearly three on a Sunday morning, she has been presenting non-stop for over two hours with only her own voice for company and no one’s ringing in on her Hilary Duff spot-the-difference quiz. Sometimes she’s able to hold it together; at other times she sounds like someone who has been adrift at sea for a month.

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Bricklayer

Today a friend forwarded me an email he had received that began thus:

Possibly the funniest story in a long while. This is a bricklayer’s accident report, which was printed in the newsletter of the Australian equivalent of the Workers’ Compensation board. This is a true story.

There then follows a reworded version of Gerard Hoffnung’s “bricklayer” routine (not quite the same without his idiosyncratic delivery) from 1958.

Is this the oldest internet comet in existence, or are there others with even older provenance? Are old ITMA and Tommy Trinder routines doing the rounds, with people insisting that “this definitely happened last week in the States”? What’s with this urgent insistence on veracity anyway? Is Python’s dead parrot sketch being passed off somewhere as a genuine customer services transcript?