Should Little Britain still rule the waves, or are Matt Lucas and David Walliams all washed up?
What a kerfuffle. On Thursday, September 14 this year, Little Britain made a mistake, dropped a clanger and laid themselves open to ridicule. This was a long time after the comedy portrayed the Women’s Institute as vomiting racists and took the mickey out of the demented and incontinent. This new slip-up did not concern lunatic behaviour and bodily fluids; in fact, it was so subtle that it was missed by many enraptured fans who were present when it occurred. On that day, Matt Lucas and David Walliams – the creators and performers of the inescapable show that brought us the motormouth chav Vicky Pollard, and the young Welshman Dafydd, stubbornly deluded that he is “the only gay in the village” – were signing copies of their new book, Inside Little Britain. The Waterstone’s branch in London’s Oxford Street had set out the comedians’ signing desk in one of the nonfiction areas, a section displaying tomes on everything from ancient Egypt to the second world war. This meant that a dozen jos
