Everytime I catch a whiff of an Indiana Jones movie I have to parade around the flat doing 20 minutes of ....
"So, Mr Jones..." in any pleasingly aggressive Germanic accent (is there any other kind?)
Or "Finally, Mr Jones..." in anything that sounds vaguely slavic.
Or surprise myself in the mirror with a considered "Ahh, Mr Jones" in some sort of Eastern European lilt.
As you can see, very little factual information of consequence needs to be articulated ..the rule is that it's pretty much any syllable followed by a stupendously over-articulated "Mr Jones".
I have to say, I do find this highly entertaining.
It's just that I can't claim it's a particularly good use of my time!
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