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I am home in heaven dear ones,

oh so happy and so bright.

There is perfect joy and beauty,

in this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,

every restless yearning past.

I am now at peace forever,

safely home in heaven at last.

Dear ones, do not grieve so sorely,

for I love you dearly still.

Try to look beyond earth's shadow,

pray to trust our father's will.

There is work still waiting for you,

so you must not idly stand.

When the work is all completed,

He will gently call you home.

Oh, the rapture of that meeting!

Oh, the joy to see you come!


Wonderful wit and raconteur amongst a myriad of other attributes.


Another Great Brit, sadly leaves us.....


Sir Clement Raphael Freud R.I.P.

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PeckhamRose Wrote:

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> He shall be well fed... to the DOGS he apparently

> despised, one hopes.


Even if thats true, speaking as a fanatical Dog-Lover, it doesn't alter the fact that he was a truly talented Human Being in so many varied ways.


If Dog Haters go to hell that means the'll be a place for Yasmin Alibhai-Brown which can only be good news.

Unbelievably no one's used the word 'lugubrious' yet.

I'll miss him, though I've barely known he's been around for a long time.

The image of Clement Freud and the dog food ads are with me yet, as I'm of an age when an ad on the only channel that could show them could have a large impact on a small island.

I think I remember him on the Danny Baker radio extravagonzo once recountng how he promoted Campari in this country.

He used the simple expedient of walking into as many bars as he could and ordering it.

On being told by the proprieter he'd never heard of it, he'd express his annoyance and leave the establishment, having given the impression the landlod was missing a trick on this one. And also ensuring that patrons of the bar were aware of the brand.

After a suitable time had elapsed a Campari rep would visit each eatablishment and offer cases of the crimson hooch and a UK ladies drink was born.


Anyway, I'm sad he's gone. RIP.

HonaloochieB Wrote:

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Unbelievably no one's used the word 'lugubrious' yet.


Unbelievably no one's used many words at all yet Hona, not even a Freudian slip has been utterred...


Remember when he stayed in a foreign Hotel with Winston Churchill, Grandson of the Great Man, and Clement didn't get the best room in the House, for once. When he enquired why it went to Winston he was reminded of Winston's lineage, he remarked that it was the first time he had ever benn "outgrandfathered"..:)) as, of course, he was the Grandson off old Sigmund....

He was always remarkably good, incredibly competitive and hilarious on Just A Minute.


PeckhamRose, I couldn't disagree with you more. You must really have hated him to make such a comment the day after his death.



What Moos said! (both parts)




I thouht he was brilliant, and got one up on the unbelievably annoying Paul Merton all the time, which makes him allright in my book!

*Bob* Wrote:

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> Russell Brand..


Thats my point "Bob"..the list is endless these days...oh! and Jenny Eclair and Jo-Jo Brand.


Listen to that pair and your sides might, just, split thru' laughter....:-S

*Bob* Wrote:

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> I wasn't joking about Russell Brand.. He's a fine

> example of the top talent we're still producing.


...and I was joking about John-Boy, HH, L'eclair and Russell's little Sister, Jo...??(6)B)

I'm afraid I don't accept the notion that 'we're not making them like they used to', simply because our current crop of talent hasn't had the opportunity to mature, migrate to radio 4 and become old, sweet national treasures.


And Clem wasn't an 'all-rounder'. He had his own particular type of comedy, no more 'all-round' than any of today's younger performers who have their own completely different (and incomparable) styles. It's like comparing Citizen Kane with Pulp Fiction.

Freud certainly was an all-rounder of sorts. He was a raconteur, celebrity chef (decades before anyone acknowledge the concept), droll comic actor (in dogfood ads anyway) and politician. I can recall two television interviews with him long ago that were very different:-


When I lived near Sheffield one of the local hotel restaurants made a big thing of the fact that their new manager was only aged 26. The local TV news (Granad ain those days) reported this and thought it'd be a nice touch to interview Clem and the manager concerned in a somewhat self-congratulatory, we-northerners-can-do-it-too manner. Unfortunately noone had told Freud the script, and he was livid, completely up in arms that the entirely serious job of restaurant manager could be given to someone so young and inexperienced. He really tore into both this guy and the hapless interviewer. Rattling out whole recipes and challenging the manager to do better.


Around the same period Eamonn Andrews was compering what was essentially the forerunner to "Parkinson". Freud even then was a regular on this kind of programme. On one appearance he told Eamonn he wanted to tell a joke. Andrews loooked a bit alarmed and pretended not to hear, rattling on about something or other for some minutes. Freud then says "Now about this joke...". Most of the "joke" was cut from transmission. It was a jewish joke and it was years later before I could fill in all the gaps, and marvel at what Freud had tried to get away with on a popular TV show. All I will reveal is that the punchline of the *un*censored version was "What would you have me have? pickled prepuces?" - and you see why Andrews was in such a panic...

Freud certainly was an all-rounder of sorts. He was a raconteur, celebrity chef (decades before anyone acknowledge the concept), droll comic actor (in dogfood ads anyway) and politician. I can recall two television interviews with him long ago that were very different:-


When I lived near Sheffield one of the local hotel restaurants made a big thing of the fact that their new manager was only aged 26. The local TV news (Granad ain those days) reported this and thought it'd be a nice touch to interview Clem and the manager concerned in a somewhat self-congratulatory, we-northerners-can-do-it-too manner. Unfortunately noone had told Freud the script, and he was livid, completely up in arms that the entirely serious job of restaurant manager could be given to someone so young and inexperienced. He really tore into both this guy and the hapless interviewer. Rattling out whole recipes and challenging the manager to do better.


Around the same period Eamonn Andrews was compering what was essentially the forerunner to "Parkinson". Freud even then was a regular on this kind of programme. On one appearance he told Eamonn he wanted to tell a joke. Andrews loooked a bit alarmed and pretended not to hear, rattling on about something or other for some minutes. Freud then says "Now about this joke...". Most of the "joke" was cut from transmission. It was a jewish joke and it was years later before I could fill in all the gaps, and marvel at what Freud had tried to get away with on a popular TV show. All I will reveal is that the punchline of the *un*censored version was "What would you have me have? pickled prepuces?" - and you see why Andrews was in such a panic...

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