The only time we’ll properly be able to use the date to celebrate the doyen of Channel 9 during of our lifetimes – 2/2/2022, and I’ll be one of millions to remember the time:
Chew Twenty Chew and Twenty Chew seconds past the hour, on Tuesday February Twenty Chew, Twenty Twenty Chew.
Maaaaarvellous day this.
To celebrate the occasion, this morning I whipped out the Cream jacket, and the grey wig and stuck them out the front door:
I was close to going for the Bone, but I’m daring to dream with the cream.
Also, here’s an appropriate Richie Benaud fact to celebrate the day: