love them, apart from the part of one where Polly pretends to be poorly Sybil ("syb ill") in bed which takes farce to far for me as its not beleivable at all.
We still laugh loudly at some even though we know whats coming- reaching for the lightswitch when that Australian girls doing her exercises, moosse falling on his head, basil squalking like a chicken running into the bar, answering phone as fawlty titties, ect ect