This is a television comedy programme that I missed seeing when it was originally broadcast and, I somehow managed to catch up with occasional episodes very much in retrospect, my son got me Series 1 and 2 on DVD and I am dipping into now rather like pot luck.
The curious thing for about this show above all others on the box is the conversation I had with my brother Murray in relation to British comedy shows, as he lives in Australia and I had no idea which ones he may have seen. The funny thing is that he happened to watch an episode of it with our mum, and he remarked to her that Timothy Lumsden's mother reminded him of her. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall to see her reaction and I just had to ask what she had replied, according to Murray she simply smiled, she must have been absolutely mortified at his cheek in mentioning this.
I would not describe Timothy's dad as merely henpecked no the way I prefer to describe home as more akin to someone who has, somehow miraculously survived the First World War and has finally returned from the front line trenches. No what he suffers from is shell shock that is why he appears to exist in a permanent daze, because he is in perpetual survival mode as the only way of, hoping to cope with his lot in life.
Timothy has been effectively lobotomised by his overbearing mother such that, he feels the perpetual need to apologise to her even when, she has outdone her own mean spirited endeavours to control his every waking moment.
Re-watching the first episode it's rather like deja vu with my mum in comparing her with Timothy's mother, mum was not a bit like that when I was a kid happily enough I rather enjoyed my childhood. No the transformation somehow occurred much later in her life, when both Murray and I had long since flown the nest. What made me make any comparison between my mum and Timothy's, was the way mum insisted on cooking meals. Such that Murray seemed content to survive purely on a diet of confectionary, from the local cake shop rather than suffer her dinners.
The curious thing for about this show above all others on the box is the conversation I had with my brother Murray in relation to British comedy shows, as he lives in Australia and I had no idea which ones he may have seen. The funny thing is that he happened to watch an episode of it with our mum, and he remarked to her that Timothy Lumsden's mother reminded him of her. I would have loved to have been a fly on the wall to see her reaction and I just had to ask what she had replied, according to Murray she simply smiled, she must have been absolutely mortified at his cheek in mentioning this.
I would not describe Timothy's dad as merely henpecked no the way I prefer to describe home as more akin to someone who has, somehow miraculously survived the First World War and has finally returned from the front line trenches. No what he suffers from is shell shock that is why he appears to exist in a permanent daze, because he is in perpetual survival mode as the only way of, hoping to cope with his lot in life.
Timothy has been effectively lobotomised by his overbearing mother such that, he feels the perpetual need to apologise to her even when, she has outdone her own mean spirited endeavours to control his every waking moment.
Re-watching the first episode it's rather like deja vu with my mum in comparing her with Timothy's mother, mum was not a bit like that when I was a kid happily enough I rather enjoyed my childhood. No the transformation somehow occurred much later in her life, when both Murray and I had long since flown the nest. What made me make any comparison between my mum and Timothy's, was the way mum insisted on cooking meals. Such that Murray seemed content to survive purely on a diet of confectionary, from the local cake shop rather than suffer her dinners.