Look, he has a balloon. Bless.

"Conceal yourself behind my fashionable profile."

Aww, a chap and his manservant. I'd forgotten how bloody brilliant Lugg is: makes Bunter look a bit of a girly wet.

"This is a gun, and as soon as I've read the instruction leaflet, I won't hesitate to use it."

LOOK! LOOK! IT'S ONLY GORDON JACKSON!

Campion gets chased by Frank the Big Evil Bunny.

Campion is not terribly happy about this.

The obligatory Moment of Intense Campery.

MORE GORDON! WOO! (And sexy wounds too: jolly good.)

Tie-fiddling. Bits of straw sticking out of clothing. Nuff said.

Another bloody cricket jumper.

And a random cap to prove how bloody gorgeous the whole thing looks. All on film, and just beautifully shot, with lovely lovely costumes, and architecture porn, and just the right amount of amusing yokels etc to keep the thing zipping along.

Still feel like shite, but now I feel like 1930s shite with hats on. Think I might read some Allingham: have only read The Crime at Black Dudley, which I thought was arse, but I'm told the others are considerably better.
*pokes Screenselect and demands more BBC mystery fun*
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Hee! Is that a particular episode, or just the raison d'etre of the whole series?
God, Campion, I'd almost forgotten it existed. But I do remember watching it solely 'cos it had the Doctor in it.
I remember watching it because it had the Doctor in it too - plus I am a sucker for detectives in hats. It's really quite lovely: very funny script, they all look like they're having a riot, and Petey is typically fab.
Get thee well soon !
I think they stopped after they'd done all the books, which is fair enough - but yes, more would have been most welcome. He kicks Moss Marple's wrinkly old botty.
Seriously. They're like mini-food. They feed you, but you don't barf. Well, not usually, and if you do, it looks incredibly funky.
Feel much less shit now, hurrah! The power of tomato soup and telly. But I shall bear the noodles in mind for the morrow.
ah man, barfing tomato soup and noodles. It'd look like intestines!
*dies laughing* I can absolutely hear Petey saying that! I'm not sure about the glasses, though. He definitely suits his Fivey half-moon ones more.
I'm only just at this moment realising I went out with someone who wore almost exactly that pair of specs. Bugger: shouldn't have thought of that...
I'm a sucker for 30s mystery nonsense.
*cough* I seem to be stalking your journal quite a bit...might I friend you?
And friendiness is always good - have at it!
And GORDON JACKSON OMG. Didn't know he was in it. *slashes them*
The episode is 'Look to the Lady' (ep1 s1), should you ever wish to track it down: guest cast so doubt he's in any others, but he does play an 'old friend' of Campion's, heh. Highly recommended for the general prettiness, hats, and a very good bit where a dominatrix tries to kill our hero with a deranged horse.
Maybe Gordon Jackson is sekritly the guiding force behind the slash wherever he appears. He keeps Petey's prettiness and camp in a box under his bed. And single-handedly got Bodie and Doyle shagging.
Think I might read some Allingham: have only read The Crime at Black Dudley, which I thought was arse, but I'm told the others are considerably better.
My personal recommendation would be Dancers in Mourning. Wittier but at the same time also somewhat more serious than most of the others. Fun characters, bonus points for blackmailed musical star and some...ah... interesting developments on the emotional front...
Ta for the reading tip: need to hie me to a bigger bookshop tomorrow, methinks. Emotional development? Excellent.
I'm not sure if It's available in AU :P And I'm having enough fun and games trying to work out how the fuck to do my normal shopping atm, let alone go DVD diving...
I'd rip it, but a) I have yet to figure out how to do that and b) I already sent it back to the nice rental people so they can send me more, like the crackwhore I am.
Back giving you shit, hon?
Thankfully
so I kicked it into the laundry and used my bo staff to fish things off the floor.
Campion went through an Early Phase of Extreme Imbecility and then morphed into Quietly But Still Occasionally Amusing and Competent. In the books, at least. I think one of the best, though you probably wouldn't want to read it right away as it comes much later on, is Pearls Before Swine. Largely because Albert is thwarted at every turn from getting what he would like, ranging from dinner to his train home, in a way that is gently amusing. Poor chap.