Cash

Darling fascist bully boy, give me some more money, you bastard. May the seed of your loin be fruitful in the belly of your woman, Neil.

The quote says it all really. You can forget your poltergoost, Mike nailing his legs to the table and Neil joing the police force (complete wth pithy comment by Alexei Sayle got up in Mussoilini outfit). It's irrelevent that Vyvyan is pregnant too. Rik's record player? Hardly worth mentioning. And as for the boys that are Ken Bishop's Nice Twelve, including Jools Holland; Stuart Copeland and Chris Difford, well they're all very interesting and their choice of song is also, erm... interesting. You could also go on about Frost and Arden's cameo as two headless tudor ghosts, vitims of the axeman's blade? But ultimately, I'll bet that you remember just one thing,