Thursday, March 24, 2022

Class

is a fine thing to have, and a bad-smelling, burdensome, insufferably offensive thing to be. Is there seismic tension in this distinction? Maybe. Unlike the Queen, I see nothing funny in Hyacinth Bucket, though I grant the comedic artistry, and perfectly pleasant private character, of Patricia Routledge.

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