Showing posts with label competition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label competition. Show all posts

Monday, 29 April 2024

Crufts sketch

So a hospital trip and an operation have meant my blog posts have somewhat fallen to the wayside. I'm now trying to catch up so here is the first of March's posts - both of which are a nod to/inspired by Bob Newhart's famous monologue skits.

Hello? Kennel Club? Mr Cruft. What can I do for you today? You- you say you’ve got a brilliant new idea for us? Uh-huh. And what is that?... A dog show. Not- not to sound harsh, Mr Cruft, but er…that’s not exactly a new idea…No. You see, there are several types of dog show that already exist. You know – like the ones for herding, hunting, guarding… Yes. So what- what exactly will the dogs in your show be required to do?...Absolutely nothing. And- and you think that’ll draw a crowd, do you? …Ev- everybody loves a dog. Well, I suppose that’s er… that’s mostly true, Mr Cruft. So what will the entrants be judged on?... Whether they look like a dog. Er… are you… are you planning to allow cats to enter or something?... Then why wouldn’t they look like dogs, Mr Cruft?...It depends which dog looks most like a dog. And how do we determine that, Mr Cruft?... Did- did you say you’ve drawn a picture? You- you’ve drawn a picture of a dog. And the winner of the competition will be the dog that looks most like your picture. Have- have you heard of a thing called breeds, Mr Cruft?... Oh, you have. So do you have different pictures for different breeds or…? That’s not necessary. Are you sure about that? I have to say, I had no idea you were also an artist as well, Mr Cruft so.... You’re not. I see. Er… in that case, can I just ask – this… er… this dog you’ve drawn – does- does it have 2 eyes, 2 ears, 4 legs and a tail?... Well- well, that’s a start I suppose. Yeah. So… so all that has to happen is the dog has to look like a dog?... That you’ve drawn, yeah – I got that. Well, I guess it could help to encourage owners to take good care of their dogs. Ensure safe, healthy breeding to safeguard future generations of… Why are you laughing, Mr Cruft? That’s not the point. Kind of feels like it should be, Mr Cruft. Yeah. It’s all about the money? What money, Mr Cruft?...Oh, there’s an entry fee. I see. Well, I have to admit that… er… that is a good point. Yeah. So are you planning… is there a big prize for the winner? Not really. So what- er- what’s the motivation, Mr Cruft?... Prestige. Yeah, well I- I guess, I guess there is that… And- and because then it’ll be a pedigree. And pedigrees sell for more. Well, er, that- that may be true, Mr Cruft, but uh don’t- don’t you reckon people will also want their dogs to be healthy too? I mean if we’re encouraging inbreeding in order to win this… You don’t think so. Well, I guess we’ll have to agree to disagree on that one, Mr Cruft. Yeah. Er… listen, Mr Cruft – I have to admit I’m kind of worried. I mean, don’t- don’t you think we might get into trouble with the RSPCA?... It’s not like the dogs are fighting each other. Well, that’s true, I guess. But I imagine the owners might end up…er… Can- can I just ask, er, Mr Cruft, er, how did you get into this? I mean,er, what- what made you think of it?...It makes a change from… did- did you say chickens, Mr Cruft? What the hell have chickens got to do with it?... Oh, that’s your background. So how did you get into dogs then, Mr Cruft? Did you- <laughs> did you not like the pay? <laughs> What was it? Chicken feed? <laughs> No – I’m sorry, Mr Cruft. I’m sorry. Well, if- if you think this show of yours is a flyer then you go right ahead and set it up…Yeah. And- er- and if you get any flack from it, just remember – the buck stops with you. What?... Dog then, fine. Goodbye.

Wednesday, 20 November 2019

Guess Who 2 sketch - Mercorabilia


When I wrote my Guess Who sketch the other month, an alternative route for it to take also occurred to me... so I decided to pursue it. This is the result:

Fred: Ok – your turn.
Joe: Ok. Does yours have… glasses?
Fred: Yes.
Joe: Yes!
<sounds of tiles flipping down>
Joe: Ok. Does yours have brown hair?
Fred: No.
Joe: So they’ve got red hair.
Fred: No.
Joe: What do you mean ‘no’?
Fred: I mean no – they don’t have red or brown hair.
Joe: But they must do. The only people left who have glasses either have red or brown hair. We’ve already established they haven’t got blonde hair. So what colour hair do they have?
Fred: Black.
Joe: Black?!? Let me see that!
Fred: Hey!
Joe: What the-! What is this?
Fred: What?
Joe: This isn’t the card you got.
Fred: Yes it is.
Joe: But you’ve coloured in the hair with black biro.
Fred: Well, I said they didn’t have red or brown hair.
Joe: But that isn’t how you play!
Fred: It’s how I play.
Joe: And these are even the original glasses – you’ve drawn glasses on. Your card doesn’t even have glasses.
Fred: Well, everyone’s allowed to change their look.
Joe: But these cards aren’t. If you’re like this with Guess Who, I dread to think what you’re like with Solitaire.
Fred: I do get through a fair few packs of cards.
Joe: I’m not surprised. Well, we can’t continue the game now.
Fred: So what shall we do?
Joe: How about another game?
Fred: Ok. We could play snakes and ladders.
Joe: Alright. But leave the biro behind this time.
Fred: Spoilsport.

Tuesday, 10 September 2019

Guess Who sketch - Mercorabilia


Partly inspired by John Finnemore and his (seemingly) favourite game – as it makes a regular appearance at his shows – and by my trip yesterday to catch his Flying Visit to Nottingham, I present this:

Fred: Now then… I’ve considered all the evidence carefully, and I believe the man I’m looking for… has… a beard!
Joe: Nope.
Fred: Damn!
<sound of Guess Who tiles being put down>
Fred: This is a rotten game.
Joe: You’re just a sore loser.
Fred: Can you blame me?
Joe: Can I blame you for being a sore loser? Yes – absolutely!
Fred: Well, I mean look at it. You’ve only got 4 possibles left. I’ve got half the board. I knew I didn’t stand a chance when I picked a woman card.
Fred: Anyway, it’s your go.
Joe: Right. I reckon the person I’m looking for has… large earrings.
Fred: <after a pause> Maybe.
Joe: What do you mean maybe? They either do or they don’t.
Fred: Well… they might.
Joe: Oh, you’re such a sore loser!
Fred: I am not! I wish you’d stop saying that!
Joe: Well, it’s true. Do they have large earrings or not?
Fred: Alright yes.
Joe: Thank you.
<sound of Guess Who tiles being put down>
Fred: Stupid game.
Joe: Stop being a sore loser – it’s your go.
Fred: Hmph. Let’s see. Whoops!
<sound of Guess Who boards rattling>
Joe: Hey!
Fred: Oh dear me.
Joe: You did that on purpose!
Fred: I did not!
Joe: You did! You’re such a sore loser. There was no need for you to shove the board like that.
Fred: I am not! And I had to grab the board – otherwise I would have lost my balance.
Joe: But it’s completely thrown off the game – we don’t know which ones were up and which were down now. We’ll have to start all over again.
Fred: No – let’s not. It’s a stupid game anyway. How about I Spy instead?
Joe: Alright. I spy with my little eye something beginning with S-L.
Fred: S-L. Hmm. S-L… Hang on – it’s Sore Loser, isn’t it?
Joe: There you are – you actually won something!