He's just died aged 90: Ten of the best Ken Dodd jokes My agent died at 90. I always think he was 100 and kept 10% for himself. I do all the exercises every morning in front of the television – up, down, up, down, up, down. Then the other eyelid. How many men does it take to change a toilet roll? Nobody knows. It’s never been tried. What a beautiful day for dashing down to Trafalgar Square and chucking a bucket of whitewash over the pigeons and saying ‘There you are, how do you like it?’ I have kleptomania. But when it gets bad, I take something for it. What a beautiful day for Dame Nellie Melba to drop a choc-ice down her tights and say ‘How’s that for a knickerbocker glory?’ You’ve got to be a comedian to live there. I call it Mirthy-side. What a lovely day for knocking on a TV policeman’s door and saying: ‘Hello Mrs Savalas. Have you got a licence for your Telly?’ Did any of us, in our wildest dreams, think we’d live long enough to see the end of the DFS sale? My dad knew I was going to be a comedian. When I was a baby, he said, ‘Is this a joke?’
Sad news. I just always found him as smile humour but apparently anyone who went to his shows got their monies worth as his encore lasted ages.
