Lots of people rave about the Dead Parrot sketch, it’s OK, but I feel sorry for the parrot. There’s the Class sketch, good for social commentary and satire, the four Yorkshire men, wallowing through ever-greater exaggerations of youthful poverty and destitution (during this credit crunch, we might soon discover what they meant), the historic Dinner for One, loved throughout Europe, but hardly remembered in the UK and Sid Caesar with his clock. But you know, for quintessentially English humour, you can’t beat the Ministry of Silly Walks – John Cleese at his best – only bettered (what a great tautology) when he does his German goosestep in Fawlty Towers – but that wasn’t a sketch…

