Rats the size of dogs
The anniversary of Chic Murray, one of Scotland's funniest comedians back in the day, took place not too long ago.
The anniversary of Chic Murray, one of Scotland’s funniest comedians back in the day, took place not too long ago.
The comedian, venerated by the likes of Billy Connolly, who gave the eulogy at his funeral, died in 1985.
But he’s still fondly remembered by those who were old enough to appreciate his surreal wit. Increasingly myopic, especially when known to partake of the odd ‘dram’ or two, he once found himself in a dark and seedy London pub with a theatre director colleague. Seated in one of the many dungeon-like alcoves below the main part of the pub, the pair found themselves in the company of a man and his Labrador in the not too far-off gloom in the pub’s cellar.
While relating to his interlocuter a long rambling story Chic kept pausing to stare off into the stygian distance roughly in the direction of the man and man’s best friend.
Eventually his companion asked what the problem was? Why did he keep hesitating?
“Jings, but they’ve got affy big rats in London,” says a characteristically deadpan Chic….
Dogged raticence on the question of identity.
