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Just as I was about to fall asleep I checked the BBC News - because even when they haven’t woken me up with a breaking news alert I like to ensure nothing has happened that will keep me awake - and discovered the unbelievable news that Terry Hall had passed away. That was about as gutting as things can get. He is one of my absolute heroes and a much underrated talent and this was just very unexpected.
I had the privilege of meeting him on a couple of occasions and of course, also getting to talk to him for an hour in
one of the best RHLSTPs we ever did (
or watch here), where you saw something of the real man, his quiet humour and his personal tragedies and it was great to be able to tell him how much his music meant to me.
Home remains my favourite album of all time and the stuff with the Specials is a social history, that sadly is as relevant now as it ever was. What absolutely shitty news. And much as I don’t want to be woken with breaking news, why is an injury to Freddie Flintoff worthy of an alert and the death of this genius is not? Because the world is fucked up.
Twitter briefly became old style fun this afternoon after the Royal Mint tweeted this:
What the fuck did they mean? Well Twitter had some suggestions - Chuck on a buck and other such rubbish.
So I did a few of my own. Mine were the best:
Pussy-hound on a pound
Sick Ponce on a sixpence
Tit on a thruppeny bit
Killer of Spence(r) on a pence
Scrote on a groat
Responsible for Lady Di’s killing on a shilling?
Seminal fluid on a quid
A man who really had to wait on a piece of eight
Oooh skidmark on a Deutschmark (I should haves stopped ages ago)
Wank on a franc (I’m back)
Puss eater on a pesata (I’ve gone again)
Wait, I’ve got it - Smegma covered groin on a coin?
No wait - wanker on whatever the unit of currency is in Casablanca.
It turns out that the Royal Mint were going for sovereign on a sovereign which does not even rhyme because it’s the same word and is frankly fucking shit and offensive and those pricks and all their money should be cancelled.
RHLSTP (along with almost every other podcast in the country) is on t
he long list for a British Comedy Award. I haven’t been nominated for anything since 1992, so it’d be lovely to get to go along and get covered in blood and red wine like last time! You can vote for us here
