So what I want to know was how did they decide to do it in the first place? Why did they decide to do it? I’m talking about that legendary double act, The Krankies. There must have been a time when they were like you and me – just an ordinary suburban couple with a hum drum life, worrying about whether the washing machine might live for another year or if they should build a conservatory out back. But somewhere along the line it all went show biz – but in a strange, boy scout kind of way. Strange thing is they must have sat down and actually decided to do it … what I mean is it was a conscious choice. Maybe an epiphany?
Daddy Krankie: So then love, what do you think?
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Think about what?
Daddy Krankie: I got this great idea. I reckon we could make it all the way. I know we can. They won’t have seen anything like it. We might even give Stu, ‘I could crush a grape’, Francis a run for his money on Saturday Night Special
Wee Jimmy Krankie: So what’s the big idea then love? A bit of soft shoe shuffle before lights out? Maybe we could do a magic act … I could be Debby to your Paul. Little and Large maybe … oh no, the other two got there before us. I reckon the thin one with the glasses is the talent in that act! How can we compete with such genius?
Daddy Krankie: Oh no. This is bigger … much bigger than that. This could be HUGE. We could be huge … well not you love … you could never be … huge I mean
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Tell me more big boy!
Daddy Krankie: Well, you need to dress up as a little naughty schoolboy, right? Cap at a jaunty angle, shorts, scrunched up socks, freckles …
Wee Jimmy Krankie: I don’t want to do a blue act Daddy. No, I’m too wee for that!
Daddy Krankie: No, you’ve got me all wrong. We’re going to knock Rod Hull and Emu of their perch.
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Ah, kiddies stuff … you mean you want us to give Sooty and Sweep a good kicking?
Daddy Krankie: You got it. Kiddies stuff. Wanna do it?
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Let’s go Daddy
Daddy Krankie: From now on you’re known as Wee Jimmy. Stay in character … never let the facade drop … let’s live the dream. The world must believe you are a naughty little thing – 24/7!
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Fan dabby dosie daddy!
Daddy Krankie: We’re going to have to do it straight. You’ll have to sit on me lap … you cheeky monkey. I’m liking that fan doody thing you did. Keep it in. Hold the thought. Live the dream!
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Hang on! That’s not right. Why would a big man have a wee chap on his lap?
Daddy Krankie: Stop that right now Jimmy! Eliminate that thought. You’re going to bad places and it will end in tears. Tonight Glasgow, tomorrow the world. Rod fucking Hull and his pissing windmill! Fucking Chuckle Brothers – who renewed their contract … I ask you!
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Fancy a quick knee trembler before we get the creative juices flowing?
Daddy Krankie: Now you’re talking Jimmy
Wee Jimmy Krankie: Fanny dabby dozie!!!!!!
And so an act was born …


