Barry Cryer has passed away aged 86. A brilliant comic and comedy writer https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/ar...nt-Clue-stalwart-Barry-Cryer-dies-age-86.html
A superb writer and comedian who seems to have been around for years and never aged. I can't remember him without white hair and I'm nearly 60! A big miss to the world of comedy and light entertainment. RIP Barry.
What you actually saw of Barry Cryers talent was just the tip of the iceberg. If he worked on an old warship he would have been in charge of the boiler room.
Quite humble for such a clever man, made a lot of people laugh ... ... rest in peace, another good one bites the dust.
RiP Barry. UK comedy is outstanding and this fella is in the hall of fame. His writing was so clever and bloody funny. I used to listen to him on the radio (where comedy works so well) and he always made me feel better.
He wrote for numerous and different shows - Kenny Everett, Morcambe and Wise, Mike Yarwood, 2 Ronnie's, Spike Milligan, Dave Allen, Jasper Carrott, Frankie Howerd and Tommy Cooper to name a few - his comedy writing was that good and wide ranging. A great loss
As usually happens I've been thinking about the person we've lost. With Cryer, as you've alluded, he was quite diverse. He transcended many writers/comedians because he could do pure Northern pub routines, Jack Dee style sombre stuff, Eddie Izzard level abstract ethereal wit and wisdom, etc etc etc. He was the master of his craft and better than most of the best in their field. He could've wiped the floor with most of the current comedians and most of the past. Only the sledgehammer giants like Manning, Chubby Brown, etc, would bludgeon him down imo. But he preferred to sit back, take the money and let others do the work on the coal face.
He told a nurse this joke apparently just before he died 'A man and his wife are out walking one day when they spot a lone fellow on the other side of the road. 'That looks like the Archbishop of Canterbury over there,' says the woman. 'Go and see if it is,' she adds. 'The husband crosses the road and asks the man if he is indeed the Archbishop of Canterbury. 'F**k off,' says the man. The husband crosses back to his wife who asks 'What did he say? Is he the Archbishop of Canterbury?' 'He told me to f**k off,' says the husband. 'Oh no,' replies the wife, 'Now we'll never know'.'