When I heard that Marcel Marceau had died, my first thoughts were what his last words might have been ( “” ); my second thoughts were of his coffin, being an invisible box with him stuck inside. This made me giggle like a little girl, of course; I felt a bit bad about that, but y’know, I think Marcel would have wanted it that way.

I was surprised to learn that his real last name was Mangel. This made me think of Neighbours, at which point I really stopped laughing.

Originally posted at 20six.co.uk/petescully