Still, one cannot expect someone to chuck a polished performance, each and every one of unique material, unless he was of the unique genius of, say, Robin Williams.

I'll have one or two more for you in the near. My tastes are broad and run with my mood, but I am hopelessly enthralled with stand-up, running the breadth of styles. Currently I'm watching Billy Connolly for the umpteenth time, another of those rare geniuses in that mould mentioned above and has the unique distinction of being the only man to die in a Muppet film. (Doesn't hurt that the Big Yin is an old Para, either. GRIN!)