As a Midlands girl who can certainly remember the 70s (purple
knitted tank tops, flared jeans and a stack of Slade singles gingerly
lined up on the Dansette), I was sure the Grimleys would be right up my
Set on a council estate in Dudley in 1975, the Grimleys is a pilot ITV
comedy about your average dysfunctional Blackcountry family. Darren
Grimley is the narrator of the piece, and introduces us to his nearest
and dearest: big bro’ Gordon, a tortured artiste and school spanner; dad
Baz the Bastard, who, off work with a bad back, has turned couch potato
with flatulence; mom Janet, mutton dressed as, well, mutton, whose
chores include vacuuming food off Baz’s beer belly, though even
vacuum-powered suction around the groin area can’t detect any life in
Baz’s pants; and gran, who sometimes smells of wee.
The Grimleys is a real period sitcom, full of references to 70s icons
close to the hearts of all thirtysomethings.
Give me a B, A, B A Y, B A Y C I T Y, Baycity Rollers. And remember
Butterscotch Angel Delight, the height of luxury puddings? But best was
the resurrection of Slade’s Noddy Holder, Darren’s music teacher, given
to secret renditions of Mama Weer All Crazee Now.
In fact, the cast was sterling, including Nigel Planer as Baz, Samantha
Janus as the English teacher and Jack Dee as the sort of sadistic PE
teacher found in schools across the country.
Although the plot was pretty slow-paced, there was more than a smack of
Adrian Mole and the Brummie accents were laid on a bit thick even for my
adjusted ears, this was a real treat, exactly the sort of thing ITV
should be doing to pull in thirtysomething light viewers like me.
I hope this makes it to a full series and that, if it does, they manage
to hang on to the full cast (particularly old Noddy). I’d definitely
recommend it to yaaw.