This week in imaginary backgrounds...
Who can find the cleverest sitcom set?
In the red corner, we have the bar from Fawlty Towers. Looks empty: no Major, no offended Germans - just my colleague, who's hovering at the front like some sort of giant, floating Basil Fawlty.
Meanwhile in the blue corner, we're in Royston Vasey, the home of The League of Gentlemen. I've never seen it (not that you'd catch me admitting that on the chat today) but from the chatter, I've found out that the 'taxi' is now in Beaulieu motor museum. Dave did a weird impression and then told us his wife doesn't get it either.
Over in the yellow corner, we're in the dilapidated student flat of The Young Ones - a show from the early 80s that I barely remember, and would absolutely not have been allowed to watch anyway. These old sitcoms are producing a fair bit of nostalgia for the 40-somethings in the chat.
And finally in the other corner, Scott from the USA is brilliantly perplexed. He looks like he's just discovered Morris Dancing is a real thing.
"You guys sure are going crazy with the backgrounds," said he, shaking his head from his bunker in Iowa. It's hard to tell from his tone exactly what he means.
Meanwhile, Mr Pub Quiz is back, complete with some Doctor Who nonsense and a super-imposed Iron Man mask. And someone else has turned themselves into a jelly. Good job this is only a 'virtual coffee break' and not some professional meeting.
Scott is baffled. As it happens, so am I.
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