London SE

My memories of Malcolm are far from complimentary. I taught him in 1962-3 at Colfe\'s Grammar School. His excuses for not handing in homework were ludicrous. He obviously started life as a comedian at an early age. His \"entrepreneurial skills\" were in evidence when he stole sports-day programmes from the nominated seller, sold them to unsuspecting parents and pocketed the money

henley-on-Thames now Westerville USA

I went to Up the Creek to do a really short audition set for Malcolm many, many, years ago. Afterwards he gave me the first of many gigs and he even let me MC from time to time. Malcolm was MC on my first time there. His intro was \"Here is a f****** c**** from f****** Henley-on-F******Thames, He thinks he is a funny c***, so please show him by your silence that he is just a c***. I loved him dearly. Keith Collins

Blackheath, London

Long live the benchmark for compering set by Malcolm!

Australia

Lived in the same street (Fingal St Westcombe Park) as Malcom during the late 80's and one night a few mates (3)and myself were having a little party getting of our **** when Malcom walke into our living room....we had left the front door open. He jsut looked at us and said "ive come to complain about the music....its not loud anough" and walked out.....very funny!

Sydney via Eltham SE9

still think about Malcolm, and wonder if he's opened a club in heaven yet. I'm sure it would be classy and i can't wait to visit ... hope they do thai food.

Blackpool

That fabulous moment when the balloon dance was born........... never to be repeated by anyone as fantastically!

USA

Thinking of you always. My time with you was too short.

Always in my heart

Greenwich

I worked behind the bar at the Creek from 1993 - 1995 and have very fond memories of that time and of Malcolm in particular. Two things come to mind - both showing what a big-hearted and generous man he was.
1. He got me my job back! I had arranged to go over to the club in Willesdon one Saturday to see Jools Holland and had cleared it with the then bar manager. He conveniently forgot the night before and sacked me on the spot. When I got to Willesdon the following night I was met by Malcolm and Jane. Malcolm said "f**k it. Have a good night and don't worry". Next day I got a call from the bar manager apologising and asking me to come back to work. Malcolm had obviously had a word. He didn't have to do that and I've never forgotten it.
2. We went to the dogs! I think it was Christmas 1994. Malcolm invited me to Catford Dogs for a Christmas outing. Malcolm, Jane, Martin, Stuart, Deke and myself lost our money but had a great night - again something I'll always remember. I often think of those days working at the Creek and remember them - and Malcolm - with fondness.

Bermonsey oy oy!

i remember the tunnel club, every week we would shout "get your ******** out malcombe" and he would! malcombe had the biggest balls in british comedy.
rest in peace malcombe

greenwich

Sunday Jan 3rd 2010 from 8pm at the Lord Hood pub next to up the creek greenwich
Oy OY and hello . Helen and Deke invite you and anyone who has been touched by the great late Malcolm Hardee . We have this annual get together every year ! to celebrate the times of our mentor and friend.
Gone not forgotten !!
see you there
Deke and Helen

Dublin Ireland

I only met Malcolm once in Up the Creek when Brian Damage was playing there and I went along with him to the Show. Malcolm's Greeting to me was "Oy Oy, I know your sort. I'd better keep an eye on you I had". I still haven't figured out what he meant.
n Ti

Various southern locations

Knew Malcolm in the early 90's. One Sunday night we were stood at the back watching a disaster from the north doing an authentic 70's working men's club routine, all wrong for Up the Creek, but somehow as it should be. Cracked a comment to Malcolm to little resonse, he went up to compere and out came my line to howls of laughter. Thank you Malcolm, for 3 seconds I was a comedy writer. Royalties came as a rum and coke. Miss those times, cheers.

london

monday nights in the wibbley was the best night of the week ,dont know why malcom thought the german henick was funny.but he made up for it after the regulars start whistling the great escape to get him off

Sweden

Found out that I´m "the Swede"...

South London

Sunday Night at the Tunnel Palladium. The funniest times ever. Thank you Sir.

birmingham

Talking today about one of my all-time heroes Max Wall, decided to do a google on him........ well pleased to find him on www.comedy-zone.net, and even more so to find a write-up on Malcolm on the same website, as I know he had great respect for him, and told me about having seen him once at Greenwich Theatre........ Max and Malc.... two greats, each in their own way.............

Sweden

I found some old letters today, letters that Malc sent to me. We met on the tour the Greatest show on legs did in Sweden back in the earliy 80s. We had a great time in Sweden and I also went to London to visit Malc.
I have so many crazy memories from this one of a kind man. Thank you Malc for that time! Oi Oi my friend.

Leatherhead

I used to fill up the Durex machines at Up The Creek in the early '90s and Malcolm used to give me regular *********** for not paying him enough commission. I last saw him in 1998 at a Bar in Leatherhead where Malcolm hosted the show and introduced a then completely unknown but hilarious comic by the name of Omid Djalili. Malcolm's major failing was a complete inability to last more than two minutes on TV quiz shows. Well Malcolm, as a Mastermind veteran, I am goinbg to try again soon and you will be my specialist subject. Could I be the first person to say "B******s" on Mastermind??? Watch this space...

London

I was booked to play up the creek on a fearsome sunday night - had a great time and all ready to go when Malcolm pipes up with an "Oi oi, where you off to?...". Needless to say Monday morning saw Malcolm and myself powering up the Thames in his tiny boat. Malcolm was subjecting me to one of his tours. His depth of knowledge belied the oaffish farmyard animal persona he habitually adopted; the history of the Greenwich observatory, the Trafalgar pub's tradition of serving whitebait to successful prime Mijnisters on election night, what can happen to a human body if it falls off a small boat in a strong current, how his dad worked on the dry-docking of the Cutty Sark. Back on dry-land he showed me the private entrance to the Maritime museum where he gave me a lecture on the paintings and columns in the great hall.
I wasn't able to make the funeral, I was in Bristol at the time so at roundabout 1ish I went to a boozer on the waterfront there, got a pint for myself and a rum & coke for him and said goodbye as I poured his snifter into the floating harbour. Oi Oi!

Woolwich

A random memory - at Glastonbury as compare he was funnier than the comedians...I remember Malcom had a mobile phone (they were quite new) and Malcolm got some random bloke out of the audience and phoned this guys mum up. "hello, your sons here - hes out of his head - would you like to talk to him?" and passed the phone to the poor guy.
Many memories from up the creek, Malcolm was a real shining star.