Well, yes.

It has become a not-infrequent occurrence this summah that ol’ Robbo, whilst at work, should be at the receiving end of telephone calls from Port Swiller Manor in which one or the other of the gels, in high dudgeon, vents at great length about how her sisters “are ruining my life with [insert latest outrage here]!!!” 

Drama.  It’s a succubus.  And then they wonder why I don’t smile as much as I did in  those old photos in the family albums…….

At any rate, musing on ornery, head-strong daughters got me thinking of Katherine from The Taming of the Shrew.  And a few keystrokes later, I discovered an old Beeb production at Netflix featuring John Cleese as Petruchio.  I had to laugh at that.  Given my frequent questioning here of what Basil Fawlty would do, this discovery seemed downright serendipitous.

So it’s in the queue.  I’ll let you know what I think once I’ve seen it.