You know, I'm half inclined to believe that there's some rational explanation for all of this
I've still never seen Will Hay, but I just watched Michael Redgrave do a momentary impersonation of him in The Lady Vanishes (1938) with a pair of pince-nez and a mortarboard from a costume box—"Now, boys, boys, which of you has stolen Miss Froy? Own up, own up!"—vague, officious, distractedly gesturing, with a rabbit-nosed squint. There seem to be a bunch of his movies on YouTube, quality skeptical: Boys Will Be Boys (1935), Windbag the Sailor (1936), Oh, Mr. Porter! (1937), My Learned Friend (1943). I might as well find out how good Redgrave's impersonation was.
In other news, I remain very fond of Naunton Wayne.
(We now return to your irregularly scheduled, badly needed hibernation.)
In other news, I remain very fond of Naunton Wayne.
(We now return to your irregularly scheduled, badly needed hibernation.)

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And I hadn't realized there was a film to go with the radio appearances! The future is a wonderful planet and the past is always weirder than I think. Thank you.