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Patsy and Eddie are searching supermarket and driving their car Note about the characters: International PR guru Edina Moonsoon is divorced, with a daughter, Saffron, and a son, Serge. A fad-follower and fashion victim with highly questionable dress sense, her alcohol consumption and capacity for outrageous behaviour are surpassed only by the excesses of her best friend, Patsy. She lives off the income generated by her two businesses, Monsoon PR and its TV production arm, Radical TV. Her two ex-husbands cut off her alimony after discovering that they were both supporting her. Patsy Stone is Edina’s best friend. She works for a British fashion magazine in the newly elevated position of Managing Editor. Patsy, who makes no secret of the fact that her CV got to the top of the pile after she slept with the publisher, now even has less work to do than before. She lives on champagne, cigarettes and a variety of banned substances and is usually responsible for convincing Edina that a bad idea is a good idea.

В колонках играет - Grey eye glances-Why
Really funny sitcom on BBC! Patsy and Eddy are wonderful ('specially Pat)
Here are some quotes.


Patsy: Darling, you are a fabulous, wonderful individual, and remember, I've known you longer than your daughter.

Patsy: What the hell is the difference between a painting done by a person who wishes to paint like a child, and a child's painting?

Patsy: One child punishes you by leaving, the other punishes us ALL by staying.

Edina: Yeah, he'd want me to be there. He'd want you to be there.
Patsy: No, I don't think he'd want me to be there.
Edina: If you want the house...
Patsy: Yeah, he'd want me to be there!

Patsy: Who dies in their vomit these day?
Patsy and Eddy: NOBODY!

Edina: I'm not like you Saff... I can't go around smelling like an old bowl of porridge, can I sweetie?!

Patsy: At least you've got a family. Even that bitch daughter of yours must be some sort of comfort to you.

Edina: Look at Mummy, darling. Do I need surgery?
Saffy: Yes... get your mouth sewn up.

Mother: What is my email address?
Eddy: oldwoman @ risk of being strangled by own daughter.com I should imagine.

Saffy: Mum! That man just pinched me!
Patsy: Don't worry, he's very old and obviously blind.

Eddy: What do you think of this one Pats?
Saffy: Go away, he's too clever for you.
Patsy: Too short. Sex with him would be a rather localised experience.

Eddy: Books give me itchy eyes darling

Saffy: Mum never took me on holiday...
Eddy: I DID!
Saffy: Prove it! Where are the photos? Where are any photos of me?
Eddy: WE DIDN'T HAVE CAMERAS IN THOSE DAYS!

Edina: No! No drugs, give the drugs to Patsy.

Patsy: My mother never gave birth... she had something... removed!

Eddy: How do I look?
Patsy: Like a zeppelin in a condom.

Mother: I'm always writing to Claire, like the time when I thought I had that disease, you know, the one that makes you forget everything.
Eddy: Alzheimer's
Mother: You know, the one you get when you're old
Eddy: Alzheimer's
Mother: What's it called... erm...
Eddy: ALZHEIMER'S!

Edina: Forget your E's and your LSD's, there's a whole alphabet of drugs available!

Edina: I'm sorry if that sounds selfish, sweetie, but it's me! Me! Me!

Eddy: Life is a mystery, we all must stand alone. I hear him call my name and it feels like home.
Saffy: That's lovely, who wrote it?
Eddy: Madonna, darling

Patsy - I'm very important, I decide the direction, the agencies, the new, the gorgeous, the wham, the bam, the floosh, the boosh, the new noir. Just decisions, decisions, decisions. I say what goes in this show.

Patsy: Darling, you are a fabulous, wonderful individual, and remember, I've known you longer than your daughter.

Edina: Family? Family?! God I hope you haven't invited that bloody, bollocky, selfish, twofaced, chicken, bastard, pigdog man have you?'
Saffy: You could just say dad.

Patsy: I was at work today
Saffy: Well there's a shock for all of us

Patsy: My name is Patsy Stone, and I'm wearing thick pants.

Eddy: What are you drinking Patsy?
Patsy: Chanel No. 5

Edina: I don't know what went wrong with Justin. We adored each other.
Patsy: He's gay.

Eddy: Patsy used to out with Keith Moon, sweetie.
Patsy: Sort of. You know I woke up underneath him in a hotel bedroom once.
Eddy: Yeah... That was going-steady in the sixties.

Patsy: She is a virgin - in a world where men would even turn to soft fruit for pleasure!

Edina: Have you eaten something?
Patsy: Not since 1973

Eddy: Remember when we could wake up and feel fabulous?
Patsy: Yeah, and without pills.