How John Cleese and the Great War sidestep Satan's wily ways

19 Dec 2025

Nick asks

Thoughts? Different group but reflexes remain intact. Do I owe The Internet an apology?

My answer

One of the many joys of reading John Cleese's autobiography was his slice-of-life descriptions of 1950s English society. One slice involved sex education. It was shit. Utterly nonexistent. Anything involving sex was simply Not Talked About. One of Cleese's friends admitted, years later, that he'd reached the age of 30 before discovering his foreskin was retractable.

Every gent's naughty-bits were a horrendous black hole of ignorance. So many blokes just simply never explored their downstairs-regions, lest they become bewitched by Satan's wily ways. So is it possible that this now-ancient gent got shot by it in the hideous turmoil of a bayonet charge or something, and just simply never noticed? Stranger things have happened in the turmoil of war. No idea how he'd then manage pooing, but that's Frogs for you.

Also, am I genuinely the only person to notice that those two photos are of two different shells? The left-photo shell has a widened lip around its base and the right-photo shell doesn't. But even if not, then geez, the size difference! Either that surgeon would have to be an extra-petite toddler or that X-rayed pelvis belongs to Andre the Giant.

Original: https://mikeyclarke.co.nz/blog/2025/12/how-john-cl...

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