Stuck for that last-minute Winterval gift…?
Be stuck no longer, my friends. Buy a canvas print of TV personality Paul Ross for as little as fifty English pounds. You can't say fairer than that.
Beautiful. Oh, but there's more, in the comments:
By S. Wadw "Looby" (UK) - See all my reviews
I purchased this item for my partially sighted sister, who has been a lifelong fan of Paul Ross, since 'The Word'.
Although registered blind, she can make out Pauls unique facial features and it now adorns her mantelpiece as the central room attraction. She has also wired up a tape recorder with a speaker sited just behind his mouth, where dramatic muses of Paul's witty banter can play through, for her special guests.
A truly wonderful piece Paul certainly is.
Do you have a Jonathan Ross one too ?
See, this is Web 2.0, right here.
Drill me like Texas. , 17 Dec 2008
By Rococo Choufleur "Ciao" (Eddleston, Peebleshire) - See all my reviews
As a busy working mother of two, who's a mother, and a businesswoman, and busy, I don't have time to mess around. I need food on the go, and a toothpaste I can trust. I also need to know that, when I need to know that my Paul Ross print is over the mantlepiece, it really IS over the mantlepiece. This one is. Which is what I like about it. My husband, meanwhile, who's a busy working father of two, who's a father, and a businessman, and also busy (except every second Tuesday when bellringing practice from 4pm-5pm is his only commitment) likes the fact that this Paul Ross print is wipe-clean. (My busy working husband has occasionally spilled his yoghurt over Paul's jowly mancheeks.)
World class. Almost ranks alongside the brilliant 'I went and had an Olympic breakfast at the Little Chef' comments about the best of David Hasselhoff album (though to be fair, Hot Shot City was particularly good).
And if you haven't seen the 'Big Book of Horror' nonsense, go and dig it out on YouTube, truly an astonishing piece of television. Unbelievable.
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December 18th, 2008 - 16:44
I’ve seen the Big Book of Horror, it’s dreadful, Jackanory for fuckwits.
Ross is as sinister as Duncan Norvelle narrating War of the Worlds.