It’s hard not to feel sad about the death of Humphrey Lyttelton. Though he came from a rather posh, establishment background, he seemed to be very subversive and anti-establishment. More so, the older he got.
At the same time, it’s hard to be all that sad and pofaced. Any thoughts of Humph inevitably involve memories of his deadpan, often filthy lines from I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue.
Samantha has to nip out now, as she’s off to see an elderly gentleman friend. She says he’s a bit of an old curmudgeon who doesn’t like spending his money, but Samantha says if she butters him up properly, she can occasionally get him to splash out…
Actually, the more I think about it, he was cool because he was so unflappable and understated. He didn’t seem to be trying, like so many other aging entertainers who keep the sparkle going in the hope of bagging an MBE.
I’m happy to say I met Humph and even got to interview him. I took this rather poor quality picture of him too, just before the 30th Anniversary recording of I’m Sorry I Haven’t a Clue. The interviewed took place after that show.
Humph is directly related back to a certain Lyttelton who took part in the Gunpowder Plot of 1605.
The other regulars on Clue have each said at various times that the show would end when Lyttelton died, but I saw in the paper today that Rob Brydon took over as Chairman at one of the recordings while Humph was in hospital. Maybe they’ll consider a series of stand-ins?