Frankenfido
10 March 1975
Frankenfido is a delightfully silly episode. Unusually for The Goodies, it is more or less devoid of social commentary (save for the obvious dig at dog owners and the lengths to which they’ll go to have their precious pets excel at shows like Crufts!). It both harks back to Series 2’s Kitten Kong and anticipates Series 6’s Black and White Beauty, yet with a manic energy all its own.
Frankenfido moves quickly. Whereas in Kitten Kong it takes 8 minutes for the lads to think up their scheme for monetising animal care and then for Tim and Bill to collect all the neighbourhood pets and take them back to the office (where Graeme has established his clinic), in Frankenfido Graeme has gone rogue right from the outset. Three and a half minutes in, we’re presented with Rover, the long-haired Pug / mop-head who serves most prop-docilely to satirise the notion of novelty breeds:
![Picture: Tim and Bill inspect the mop-head–shaped lump of fluff. Tim turns it upside down. They point at each other.
Dialogue from the episode:
Tim: Okay, boy. Sit! There’s a good doggy. Sit. Sit! Sit?
Bill: There’s nothing in there, you know.
Tim: Of course there is. Okay, boy. Sit!
Bill: You know, I reckon Graeme’s just sent us the top off an old mop. He thinks we’re a couple of fools, he does.
Tim: Wait a minute. [turns dog upside down]
Bill/Tim: Ahhhh!
Tim: Sit, boy. Sit!!
Bill: Perhaps it is sitting.
Tim: Yeah, possibly. Okay now, Rover. Die—
Bill: Rover?.
Tim: Yes. Die for the queen! Die, for the queen!
Bill: I reckon he already has done.](https://www.jacobedwards.id.au/wp-content/uploads/2025/03/41-Rover.png)
By the seven-minute mark, Graeme has moved on to breeding dogs with other species: Yorkshire Terrier with lion; Chihuahua with rock salmon; French Poodle with frog; and of course Cocker Spaniel with parrot:

At eleven and a half minutes, after a brief chase scene (to ‘Come Back’, from The Goodies and the Beanstalk), he moots the possibility of breeding dogs with inanimate objects!

This, really, is the height of absurdity; conceptually speaking (ha!), the subsequent Frankensteinian manufacture of a dog (twenty minutes) is actually a step down, albeit Graeme is assembling his creation from human parts. Frankenfido herself doesn’t appear until the final four minutes, and the lads leave themselves with nowhere to go save a second chase sequence (again, to ‘Come Back’) and a non-event ending where Frankenfido and Bill (qua Cuddly Scamp) are shown to have had a puppy together.
In short, this week’s episode contains plenty of movement but not much substance. Does that matter? Not really! The laughs come thick and fast, and the Super Chaps supply the usual magic sparkles by way of props, puns and madcap visual hijinks. Some of the Crufts scenes verge on genuine surrealism: Tim playing the banjo while a dog-suited Bill dances and Graeme flies by, carried by his parrot-dog; the general melee during which Tim is bitten, first by the North Sea Gas Dalmatian ‘Eyelevel Grill II’ and then by ‘Royal Flush’, a King[1] Charles Lavatory.
The Goodies, of course, had long since shown themselves to be physical comedians par excellence. As ever, their acting chops are on display:

…and so twenty-six minutes fly by. Frankenfido is a relative short episode (the outdoor sequences, in particular, are more brief than we’re accustomed to), yet struts its stuff with the kind of bulletproof confidence that would soon see the Super Chaps elevate their unique brand of comedy to even more outrageous and experimental heights…
Jacob Edwards, 10 March 2025
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![Picture: Tim and Bill stand together, Bill holding the green-stained Rover.
Dialogue from the episode:
Tim: [reading] ‘This dog should reach you in perfect condition. If you have any complaints, please return it, plus wrapping, to Garden Kennels and we will gladly replace it with the same or another brand new novelty breed. Hundreds to choose from! Show dogs a speciality. Your chance to win at Crufts! Hurry, hurry, hurry—’ [turns to Bill] He’s not just doing it for us; he’s doing it for everybody.
Bill: Well, the miserable breeder.](https://www.jacobedwards.id.au/wp-content/uploads/2025/03/41-Breeder.png)





[1] If extrapolating from ‘Royal’ Doulton, why stop at ‘Prince’?
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