It’s taken me a year to catch up with the news that my friend Phyllis Diller has died. Some friend I am. And no, we didn’t keep in touch. But she was still a friend, and I’m so sorry she is no longer with us.
I worked with the delightful Ms Diller many years ago on a comedy pilot shot in Victoria. She was a delight, a babe, a grand lady. We had fun playing touch football with her wig at the rap party. I sold her a joke.
Now isn’t that a Phillis Diller joke. She apparently thought so and sent me a cheque for it. I didn’t expect that. I never cashed it. Much more fun to have the cheque on my wall than the money.
So how much is a joke worth? Three bucks.
Most people don’t know that Ms Diller was a concert pianist. A multi-talented performer. Damn but I’m sorry she’s gone. But then she made it to 95, and that’s a good run.