Robert Bergerac
“Squinting bishop” sounds like a sort of cheese, but that’s Stinking Bishop, right? Which is also the name of a kind of pear. There is a Cornish cheese called Yarg that is wrapped in nettle leaves. “Yarg” tended to be the sound a minor character made when being obliterated in the Transformers comics of my childhood.
This report is glorious! Now they are in serious problem even with the bishop. What will be the next disaster? Something even bigger?¿?
I completely agree. The report is our hero at his best. Derisory but well intentioned followed up by flagrantly post coital and a youth shinning down a pipe takes me to the joy I felt with Shelley and Amy or the three students at Sheffield. Could it be that Maggie and Billie become two standard bearers for the Allison world going forward?
Yep! Maggie and Billie are a funny couple. I really like them.
Is this Bergerac related to the one who lives on Jersey and solves crimes?
I like Bishop Bergerac so far. Like Bishop Brennan from Father Ted except far more pious and bit less tyrannical(at least so far).
“Flagrantly post-coital”…..Hoo boy.
Of course, in Father Ted it was more likely to be Bishop Brennan (“Don’t call me Len, you great bollox”) who was “flagrantly post-coital” than anyone else. Well – him or Pat Mustard.
Lol. Oh wait, that’s right! Maggie claimed to be Billie during the impromptu visit.
“Flagrantly post-coital” – If I could I would nominate for Nobel Prize.
Of course, one should always expect the occupant to answer the door in their sunday best when you hammer on their door at 2am. Anything less is unacceptable!
Just as a Matter of Interest – what happened to Bishop Mortimer? Or was that a ruse because Bishop Bergerac is too scary for anyone to accept a call from?
That’s what happens when you don’t have an editor, or a typed script, or the ability to remember what you did the previous day. I have fixed it!
Cheers!
Bishop Bergerac is the best name.
And does anyone know how to add an Avatar to this site?
https://en.gravatar.com/ is how I added mine. I’ve given everyone a beautiful new default icon until you get your own.
Thank you. Your beautiful new icon was indeed lovely – but it has disappeared from my screen for some reason.
Probably I pressed a silly button. I do that a lot.
All the icons have disappeared from my screen too (except possibly my own, which is currently a Schrödinger’s icon, until I’ve hit “post”).
Should all be working now!
You know, I don’t honestly remember how I did mine…
Only his close friends call him Mortimer. Possibly a reference to some jape from his schooldays.
Should be “fragrantly post-coital,” since she reeked of “sex and the pub.”
The flagrancy was non-intentional. Therefore forgivable.
Perhaps they actually meant “Fragrantly post-coital”?
Ha! I beat you to that joke by 11 hours!
Oh crap. I bet I didn’t see your post cause my mind didn’t want to.
Good post though, eh?
It didn’t seem to me like Maggie was being “derisory” (mocking). Perhaps “desultory” (aimless)? She was trying, but just choosing passages at random. Courtesy of the Department of Errant Pedantry.
Derisory – worthy of derision , especially ‘laughably small’
Ah, referring to the quality of assistance rendered, not the tone. Poor Maggie!
My new ambition in life is to be a reporter for the Flagrant Post-Coital.
Perhaps, but I sense a future for you in marketing.
I notice the bishop has his legs crossed in the last (“flagrantly post-coital”) panel. May I draw my own sordid conclusions from this?
What I took to be a small, bespectacled nun in the near distance in Panel Seven was simply the phone in speaker mode.
Somehow I completely missed this story last year! So I’m glad to have discovered it now.
If you look at the diocese website, as I did out of curiosity, you’ll find that the real bishop of Truro is also quite squinty.
Disappointingly, Yarg is just named after the word “grey” spelled backwards and wrong. We do have a cheese called Little Stinky, though.