So it’s goodnight from ‘im then.

Barker.jpg Ronnie Barker — the inimitable Fletcher, the unmistakable Arkwright — is dead at 76. Heart failure, with his wife of nearly forty years at his side.
Together with Dave Allen, Barker formed much of my early ideas about comedy and is intrinsic to my personal definition of “funny”. He was by all accounts a rather private individual, and I certainly have very little impression of the man behind the comedy. I’m still going to miss him.
(I nicked the picture from Wikipedia. Fletch would’ve wanted it that way.)