I always loved her. I thought it was great that her character was such a sticker for the "ruffle hierarchy" between Wendy and herself. Wendy was junior, so she couldn't wear ruffles (or as many, as it were).
I grew up with a steady diet of wacky Brit humour. My father was addicted to most of the films that came out of Ealing Studios. I've been hooked since emerging from the womb.
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The singular queen of the double entendre. I miss her already.
Loved her. Saw her in London on stage years ago.
I always loved her. I thought it was great that her character was such a sticker for the "ruffle hierarchy" between Wendy and herself. Wendy was junior, so she couldn't wear ruffles (or as many, as it were).
Consider me impressed that you're a fan of the supremely wonderful "Are You Being Served?" But of course you are.
I have fond memories of sitting around the TV with my dear, late grandmother, watching Mrs. Slocum work her, erm, magic. "And I am unanimous in that!"
I grew up with a steady diet of wacky Brit humour. My father was addicted to most of the films that came out of Ealing Studios. I've been hooked since emerging from the womb.
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