Did you love Fawlty Towers only to go off it when you stayed in a hotel in Devon run by a real life Basil Fawlty? Was Only Fools and Horses your number 1 sitcom until you were fleeced in your local market by a Del Boy lookalike? What about The Young Ones? Great - until their equivalents moved into the next door flat? Were the changes permanent or did your appreciation of the relevant sitcoms return and rise above?
I only ask because with my redundancy from the Civil Service, my enjoyment of Yes Minister took a battering while my father's loss of words with dementia had some impact on my big fondness for Count Arthur Strong. Also, as ostensibly celibate with strong heterosexual sentiments, my extremely unwise and brief marriage to a bloke who was not only the epitome of Rigsby but by pure coincidence was named Rigsby as well as having a cat called Vienna put me off Rising Damp for at least a year after our divorce.
