User:Hubert rawlinson

'In his adolescence, during the summer, in a northerly direction parallel to the Earthly axis, [Hubert] would throw himself naked onto the lawn, and with that loathsome bluey Roman clock-face tattooed about his private parts, think about Jean Harlow very hard, and, from the shadow cast, tell the time with remarkable accuracy. "Look ma," he would say, "no hands!"'

Vivian Stanshall - Sir Henry at Rawlinson End