Here are some more images.
These are a few of my favourite personalities! Most of them lived in the 1980's... Most of them wish it still was the 1980's as this was when they were at their height of fame. View them. |
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"Yeah, i'm WHOPPI GOLDBERG! Just stop lookin' at me like that you crazeee, mad-arsed white person"!
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You may now observe an image of Janet Street-Porter. Someone with such an air of self-importance deserves to be humiliated on this website - www.wellpissed.50.megs.com! Ha ha ha! As this photograph was taken, she was rocking backwards and forwards quietly murmering "I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig, I'm not wearing a wig,"..... |
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View the image on the left. It shows Moira Stewart reading the news in 1986. ("You can say that again, Moira"). View the image on the left. It shows Moira Stewart reading the news in 1986. Her deep voice and wolf-like hair style begs the question "JUST WHAT SORT OF CREATURE ARE YOU!?!?!" |
"Yeah, i'm Ruby Wax... Whatta you think this looks like [leaning backwards and pointing both fingers at herself] some sorta over-sized Christmas Tree?!?!" |
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This photograph shows Eddie Monsoon and her daughter Saffron. Saffy will not let mummy go out and get drunk & take drugs. She is being BORING. View the 'silver surfer' in the background. She is innocently using the internet but she has become stuck in a porn cycle. |
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You may now examine this photograph of Anthea 'Turner'. Someone has enveloped her in christmas wrapping paper and cruelly told her she looks nice. |
View the image on the right. It shows Pat Butcher. She is Walford's one-woman bailiff. Before she came to 'The Square' in 1985, she worked in Croydon as a bouncer. |
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I noticed there were no witch's on this page (unless you count Moira Stewart) so I quickly added one here. This is Miss Hard-Broom. Her broom is well hard - it's always picking fights with skinheads in Croydon. Much more refined then Grotbag's or Teabag, this witch is second in command at Cackle's Accademy. While she may look as though she has sucked on a tree full of lemons, I can reveal her face is naturally like this. Even so, she looks remarkably calm considering green gas is coming out of her fingers. |
Look to your right and you will see an image of Worzel Gummidge. He was very afraid of fire (I am not surprised considering his hair is made out of straw). He spoke a language called Worzeleeeze which sounded like a Yugoslavian dialect. 'Aunt Sally' stands to his left. She was a relatively useless girlfriend as she would turn into a dummy as soon as any human looked at her. |
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This is Pauline Fowler. If there was a language called 'moaning' she would speak it fluently - she really is a crabby old cow. Nevertheless, she has resided in Albert Square for several years and enjoys her job in the drab laundrette. Some people believe her most explosive moment was during a fight with Peggy over the custody of baby Louise! "You gotta villan for a husband, a villan for a son and a fiance whose a pervert... What's this?!? [pointing at Peggy's hair] Strawberry blond at 70"?!? |
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Here are some people that have had far too much to drink. Notice glasses and bottles being cluthed - they contain precious liquid that will make you dance and eventually be sick (especially if you've eaten a kebab). |
Look at these drunken British people abroad. They made no effort to learn the language or see any culture. However, they enjoyed sleeping until 3 in the afternoon in a very continental fashion, purchasing cheap drinks from a local supermarket and then drinking said drinks until they felt suitably intoxicated. Watch as they have fun. |
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