I was reading a script that was formatted interestingly; the content , however, was god awful. I kept thinking — Lil’ Abner and his idiot sidekick , Big Abner. It could become a franchise property. I was prepared for that… I hauled it out here, but the thought of hauling it back, struck me as being massively stupid. I tore out the first 20 pages; then chucked what was left of Lil’ Abners’ travels into the rubbish bin. There was something wildly carthatic about chucking it down the plug hole. I felt saved. Or salvationed. If there’s such a word. As he thought one last time about Lil’ Abner.