The Big Yin
I love Billy Connolly and the comedy he delivers. He is an observer of the human condition and like so many who have suffered, he turns the pain into humour...and hits the mark.
I refer to his routines constantly. "the mastubatorium" '"it feels better on the way out" "incontinence pants for heavy drinkers"
"slow metabolism?!! that's 5 fecking threee couse meals jammed in there!!!"
oh he's so naughty and SOOOOOOOO funny.
Another thing I really like about him is that he was sensible enough to marry an Australian woman called Pamela
up: Billy) She has helped him come to terms with his past and has written his biography simply called "billy". My friend who knows me well strongly, very strongly advised that I do not read it. I know the broad outline, that is enough. he is a survivor.
I have been so taken away by laughter caused by a story being told by Billy, that I consider him to be a "healer"
I love the unabashed joy he finds in music too. He is not that great a banjo player and singer, but he "gives it a go" I like that.
I have bits and pieces of him on video tape. I came across him yesterday when looking for a place to tape the new Archie Roach song. I couldn't tape over Billy, magic moment..... Billy riding along on his 3 wheeler, the sun a shinin' , singing top note...
"oh how can you buy the sun up in the sky
how can you buy two blue irish eyes...
can't remember the next bit...lalalla
Well then you'd own Killarney"......"home of the Gods" (according to billy, I believe him)
He finds beauty and joy and humour in simple situations...I love the man, love his heart, love his work.
Billy