Yes, I think you do. He was funny though. Evelyn.
I love this photograph of Tony Hancock, finger in mouth, staring into space. It’s Cartier Bresson; it’s magic.
On the wall behind my computer, it catches my eye about a hundred times a day and, more often than not, pretty much sums up how I’m feeling.
Whass going on, he seems to be saying – all dishevelled, finger in mouth, tie askew, and hair sticking up. What next? What am I doing?
Do you have to be over the hill, to remember who he was? I know he turned to drink and came to rather a sad end, but – The Blood Donor! The Test Pilot, with Kenneth Williams! Just magic!