When I was about seven years old my grandfather took me to a Sunday market and bought me Blazing Saddles on VHS, it was the first time I understood what comedy

When I was about seven years old my grandfather took me to a Sunday market and bought me Blazing Saddles on VHS, it was the first time I understood what comedy was (at seven, my laughter mainly came from watching the campfire-farting scene) and it wasn't until much later I understood the comedy behind the racism. From then on, on every trip to the market, I would come home with a new and increasingly crude VHS (a few weeks after he introduced me to the Young Ones, and then Bottom) – he seemed to find humour in giving me things that he knew would annoy my mother. Despite being born in the eighties, and in the United Kingdom, I still grew up on the comedy of Mel Brooks, Gene Wilder, Richard Pryor. I'm going to miss Gene Wilder, just as I miss Pryor.