I can't see them on this computer but I could do on my work computer. 

Bizarre.

I think another of Bill's completely endearing qualities is his complete inability to pronounce the word "raspberry"

e.g. "We cover ourselves in raspberry yoghurt and lick it off one another"

Or "raz-bey-yey" as Mr Oddie might say.

That song DID scare me, I'm not ashamed to admit it.

Although I must say I was a little disappointed to discover that Blowing Off was about breaking wind and nothing else...

Am I the only one who can't see the pics?

As promised/threatened/mentioned... Bill the Ganster from Rule OK. 

So yeah I'm not just a Tim-Grae two-timer, but a triple-timer as well!

I think there are a lot of worthwhile documentaries. Even if it's totally boring (like in the Geography classroom) you can just sit back and listen to the voices. And you must admit, most presenters have great voices. I mean I heard Jeremy Irons doing the v/o for something...I think it was lions, I think? Anyway it was really boring, but I just melted for half an hour.

Unfortunately I haven't been able to get my hands on any of Bill's presentations. I've seen a Dead Ringers parody, entitled "If Bill Oddie dies in the woods will anybody care?" I just wanted to smack someone over the head for that. Blasphemy!

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jodievdw : ' Ah, welcome to the fold, Spev.  Release your inner rebellious little oik. There's been some alarmingly maternal tendencies coming out over on the Tim thread, so I'll confess to gettin ga but clucky over very young Bill.  How can you not love this? (I take no responsibility for my pix disappearing after I post them.  Maybe they're flying south for the winter.) Bill also looks mighty fine in period costume - ie that 20s film star costume from the painting-the-room-black scene in movies.  (NOT the chase scene with the horrible makeup.  Ick!)  And Bill the Ganster from Rule OK.  Must get some screen caps of that.

Jodie.... THE PIC WORKS!!!!!!  *applauds*

Am going to go and try and corrupt myself into fancying attractive men.

Although I blame Bill's drumming entirely.  The one guaranteed to work chat-up line with me is "I'm a drummer, y'know..."

I need to get myself some taste in blokes.  It may help in ruling the world.

Ah, welcome to the fold, Spev.  Release your inner rebellious little oik.

There's been some alarmingly maternal tendencies coming out over on the Tim thread, so I'll confess to gettin ga but clucky over very young Bill.  How can you not love this?



(I take no responsibility for my pix disappearing after I post them.  Maybe they're flying south for the winter.)

Bill also looks mighty fine in period costume - ie that 20s film star costume from the painting-the-room-black scene in movies.  (NOT the chase scene with the horrible makeup.  Ick!)  And Bill the Ganster from Rule OK.  Must get some screen caps of that.

There is nothing wrong with stopping dead in your tracks and shouting "BILL ODDIE!" in a busy supermarket.

Incidentally my favourite Bill moment is in Gender Education where he's making Sinderella and Desiree Carthorse is ranting at him and he looks up at her out of that ridiculously oversized fur coat with big puppy dog eyes...*sigh*

And the strangely exciting glimpse of his neck in Cunning Stunts when he's contemplating jumping off the pier.

GOOD GOD!!!!!! I THINK I *MUST* FANCY BILL!!!

*lies down in a darkened room and sobs uncontrollably*

I think it's about time I defile this thread too. 
Well, actually, not so much defile as just make a pretty tame comment.

I just got back from late-night shopping (gotta love 24hr ASDAs) and the trip was made all the more exciting and fun by my discovering of a carton of milk with a picture of Bill on it!  Any other Brits aware of this?  It has something to do with everytime one is sold, a tree gets planted in Scotland or something... (I didn't have time to look, my friend dragged me away, apparently I'd embarrassed her by stopping dead in my tracks and saying 'Bill Oddie!' very loudly - some people, eh?)
Anyway, it was a lovely addition to what is actually a really boring shopping story.  Incidentally (because I know you're all on the edge of your seats, wondering) I didn't buy the milk, as I don't drink milk. 

Incidentally, to make this relevant to the thread, my fave Bill is Filthy Bill in Earthanasia - I love that outfit, especially the jeans which look like he's spilt a bit of bleach on the ass. 

My Dad was obsessed with kites too at one stage. We used to have at least three kites on rotation in our garage - and they could only ever be double handled. He used to sit me down and tell me how to make the perfect kite - and then we'd make one (although he'd do everything because apparently children are no good at making kites). It's highly embarrassing to have your father yelling at a kite in the middle of a busy park. Put me right off. Though I wouldn't mind kite surfing...

Sorry to double post, but upon reading the vintage Tim interview in the latest Clarion, may I just say:

What is it with men and kites?  My father went through a kite phase himself.  He had this formula to work out how long each side should be, and that the tail should be seven times something else (sorry, I forget.  One of the diagonals, I think).  He got it a bit wrong, though, coz he made all these squitty little kites with ginormous tails, that would get tangled in the gumtrees.  I pretended I had a younger brother when company came to explain it.

By the way, I can spell "idle" - I jsut cna't tpye ewll.