I'm thinking of popping round to the supreme deity's house in a bit (she lives up the road at No 42, where else?), to ask if we can have some of our best loved comedy frizbees back.
My top 3 demands will be:
Kenny Everett - A legend of irreverent silliness.
Frankie Howerd - Master of the saucy double entendre (ooh, no, don't)
Spike Milligan - no explanation required.
I'm taking orders, so if you have any to add to the list, let's have 'em.