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Ripping Yarns. Michael Palin. Copyright: BBC
Ripping Yarns

Ripping Yarns

  • TV sitcom
  • BBC Two
  • 1976 - 1979
  • 9 episodes (2 series)

Series of comic plays written by Pythons Terry Jones and Michael Palin.

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Press clippings

Michael Palin reflects on the "step into the unknown" that would become a comedy classic

Ripping Yarns, the masterly anthology series that Palin created with fellow Python Terry Jones, is 45 this week - and now on BritBox. So how did it come about? And which is Palin's favourite episode?

Mark Braxton, Radio Times, 20th September 2022

Friday funnies - Ripping Yarns

In keeping with our new Friday tradition of getting you ready for the weekend... it's time for the Tellyspotting Friday Funnies. This week, Ripping Yarns. Happy weekend!

Bill Young, Tellyspotting, 6th September 2013

Your next box set: Ripping Yarns

Charming, insightful and very silly tales of Englishness, empire-building and high adventure from Michael Palin and Terry Jones.

Phelim O'Neill, The Guardian, 29th March 2012

Ripping Yarns charity Hopathon to be held

Network DVD are planning charity 'Hopathon' event, to mark the re-release of classic comedy Ripping Yarns on DVD.

British Comedy Guide, 10th February 2012

Ripping Yarns (BBC2) has once again been an uneven series, but at least it had the odd glimmer of verbal inspiration.

Clive James, The Observer, 28th October 1979

'Across the Andes' was the latest instalment of Michael Palin's Ripping Yarns (BBC2). Like previous episodes it sort of half worked. 'Murder at Moorstone House,' the latest yarn but one, was the best to date, but foundered through trying to take 'The Real Inspector Houd' a step too far. Even when the script falters, though, Palin is still funny in himself. He has an eye for the absurdity of traditional British costume. He crossed the Andes in pith helmet, safari jacket, Sam Browne belt, shorts and puttees: a garb as impeccable as it was useless.

Clive James, The Observer, 23rd October 1977

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