Buried up to her waist in shite in the name of Beckett, it’s… Felicity Kendall! Thus drawing ever closer the parallel we’ve always felt exists between Sam’s mad, tragically babbling woman whose lower half is invisible to the audience, and the position of ‘Bottom Right’ on Blankety Blank. ‘Felicity, my dear, what’ve you got for meeeee?’ ‘Well, first I put “elephant”, but if you were to die – to speak in the old style – or go away and leave me, then what would I do, what could I do, all day long, I mean between the bell for waking and the bell for sleep? So I changed it to “brisket”.’
