And Now for Something Completely Unnecessary

Oh, Peter Egan.  I love you even more than Tim Curry.  My crush is deliberate, undying. Don't you sit there in the UK and try to read on a PBS special about Egypt, hoping I won't recognize the marvelous modulation of your dulcet tones.  You utter babe you.

And, no.  It *doesn't* hurt that he used to look significantly like X does now.  But lookit that shot in the tux.

As my niece spells the sentiment:  osum.