Camilla the Chicken
A starring role for Camilla the chicken in this short epic.
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Mind the Telegraph don’t get hold of that video of you stroking that bird John – ‘John Cleese’s love child’
February 25th, 2009 at 11:51 pm
She looks like an Isa Brown John. Such wonderful animals. We have one Isa Brown named Ginger and an Australorp named Mary Ann. Having chickens is such a wonderful experience. John are you a memeber of http://backyardchickens.com ? A great place for anyone who has chickens or wants to.
February 25th, 2009 at 11:52 pm
I have a Rhode Island Red who wants to be a house chicken. As soon as we rip out the carpeting(!) in the kitchen, she can come visit. Who puts wall-to-wall carpet in a kitchen?
February 25th, 2009 at 11:57 pm
John, you lead a very humbling life; kudos. =]
February 25th, 2009 at 11:59 pm
Wow, what range. What a believable performance. Bravo, Camilla. Pardon me, brava!
February 26th, 2009 at 12:30 am
And I thought my ducks were spoiled…LOLOL
Yes John, you have a lot of fans over at Back Yard Chickens. We’ve been talking about you
http://www.backyardchickens.com/forum/viewtopic.php?id=137650
February 26th, 2009 at 12:35 am
John Cleese….Chicken Whisperer.
February 26th, 2009 at 12:43 am
LOL,”But it’s got BIG SHARP POINTY TEETH!”
February 26th, 2009 at 1:05 am
Have you played the chicken head game yet?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dPlkFPowCc
I miss having chickens around
February 26th, 2009 at 1:38 am
A starring role for one Cleese’s belly button as well, a delightful one at that. And a thoroughly strong supporting delivery from your knees seals this one as a classic.
February 26th, 2009 at 1:40 am
45 seconds… A poultry offering.
February 26th, 2009 at 10:16 am
Nice legs.
February 26th, 2009 at 2:41 pm
Camilla is so cute! Has she ever had chicks?
February 26th, 2009 at 10:41 pm
Is no one going to cry fowl?
February 27th, 2009 at 5:59 am
I wish my own chicken could watch this nice epic.Unfortunately, it´s a rubber chicken -and a very shy one. Greetings from Spain!
February 28th, 2009 at 1:34 pm
Your chicken-handling shows many hours of practice. This is simultaneously interesting/dismaying/titillating.
March 1st, 2009 at 4:42 am
Sixty nine years old, and you still have a way with the birds.
As a huge fan of yours since the mid-1970s, when “MPFC” hit the airwaves in Chicago, it thrills me to think you may read my words here.
I love the little video snippets of life in your home, the would-be Cottage Cheese. I look forward to your future projects.
March 1st, 2009 at 9:13 pm
dear John I represent in Italy the theatrical rights of Lord Webber, I work in musical world and I really want to dream a collaboration with you and your daughter. May I dream to have an answer from you? Italian wine is very good and all that you love can be real. With respect, peace and love
March 3rd, 2009 at 12:06 am
There once was a chicken called Camilla.
She commanded a poultry flotilla.
Sailing up the Adriatic
can be stunningly dramatic.
Unfortunately, they’ve taken up a roost in my villa.
March 3rd, 2009 at 6:31 pm
Very nice! It strongly reminds me of my own dad and how he would hold and care for our chickens.
March 9th, 2009 at 8:58 am
When I was living in England from 68-71 (dating a mobster who was sent to Brixton, but that’s another story), I told all my U.S. friends about Monty Python. They all thought I was crazy. Anyway, love the cheeseblog, what fun to have a chicken in your house. My friend Diana in Talybont on Usk in Wales used to have a rabbit in her flat in Chiswick. We’re boring, with just six cats. Nancy Bentley. Wine blogger. http://www.kinkeadridgewinery.typepad.com
March 12th, 2009 at 12:44 am
to borrow a line From Woody Allen…
“I thought of that old joke, y’know, the, this… this guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, “Doc, uh, my brother’s crazy; he thinks he’s a chicken.” And, uh, the doctor says, “Well, why don’t you turn him in?” The guy says, “I would, but I need the eggs.” Well, I guess that’s pretty much now how I feel about relationships; y’know, they’re totally irrational, and crazy, and absurd, and… but, uh, I guess we keep goin’ through it because, uh, most of us… need the eggs.”
March 13th, 2009 at 6:12 pm
A great find for anyone interested in watching John Cleese stroke his cock. (Sorry, it had to be done!)
March 15th, 2009 at 9:28 am
Oh, I DO so love chicken… er…sorry, John! I won’t touch her… I prefer donuts.
March 27th, 2009 at 10:49 pm
A great read: Where Angels Fear to Tread by Yolanda Pascal. Funny, exciting, and thoroughly impolite. Enjoy!
March 28th, 2009 at 5:58 am
……I like you,because you love animals……and I think you have great talent.
March 29th, 2009 at 2:26 pm
I must say that is one fine chicken. She could probably go on Broadway if she really wanted to. Up until this moment I saw chicken as only something to eat but you have opened my eyes to a whole new world of understanding about the way of the chicken. Thank you for enlightening me. By the way, have you had any dreams about falling axes that are too heavy for you to lift lately? If you do… my advice is to embrace the axe as you would someone you love and see what happens.
March 31st, 2009 at 4:51 pm
I used to think chickens were cute, but they grew up. In Florida if people find out you will take in animals, they come in droves. I now have 6 ducks, 2 goats, 2 pigs, 1 chicken left (foxes got some) and 2 cats. Along with a husband, 6 kids and a partridge in a pear tree!!
April 10th, 2009 at 12:17 pm
Mr.Cleese, I wrote a part, in my play, for you. Then, figuring that you might be too busy to come to Toronto for a few days, I began auditioning other people for your part. As a perfectionist, with a stirring and specific artistic vision, however,
I now must, at least, offer you the part. So far, one fellow was more of a Michael Caine type and another was two feet shorter than he claimed to be on his resume. How can I be guaranteed comedic inflection from the former, that is more than sardonic grievance? How can I trust the latter will learn his lines in time?
Please let me know if you are interested as soon as possible. I am still waiting to hear back from Jane Fonda about a cameo. If you like, I will write a part for your Chicken too. People love it when animals do human things…Camilla’s character will thusly be an avid crocheter. I will pay for her lessons. You would play a wizard and a psychotherapist…far too often a dichotomous career juxtaposition, I know, but they both work together within the narrative arc of this particular show. “Narrative arc” is the phrase I am currently using to sound more cosmopolitan than I am.
Last week I accomplished this by initiating several conversations on Rigoletto. Patrons at the pub love it when I say “Giuseppe!” I think because it reminds them of that scene in “Lady and the Tramp” where the two dogs are eating spaghetti outside the Italian restaurant and, as I mentioned, folks seem to love it when animals do human things. Many Thanks for your comedy and your inspiration and your therapeutic books and your chicken video!
April 16th, 2009 at 4:07 am
Anyone else think JC still has great legs!!!
November 6th, 2009 at 5:43 am