Oops. Got it wrong once more.
Nope don't get the Tunbridge Wells or Humph references either but I live a sheltered life.
Pete
No, you don't lead a sheltered life mate, you just live in the wrong place to be able to "get the indirects":
1. Back in "the good old days", if someone/thing upset the pre-conceived ideas and sensibilities of - typically - some retired Army Major - he'd write a letter of complaint to the newspapers, usually "The Times" or perhaps "The Daily Telegraph". Invariably, such letters would be signed "Disgusted (or something similar) of Tunbridge Wells". Tunbridge Wells is a just a fairly non-descript and innocuous typical English country market town in SE England. No idea why it was always "Disgusted - or similar - of Tunbridge Wells" 'cos I don't think that that town has/had more than it's fair share of retired Army majors (or other pompous retirees) than anywhere else. But that's the town that "always" seemed to be featured. Same with people hearing the first cuckoo of spring and "reporting" it in "The Times" readers letters column.
2. "Humph" refers to one Humphrey Littleton, a now sadly deceased and rather good Dixieland jazzband brass player (trombone I seem to recall). He also became the "host" of a BBC radio show (NOT TV, please note) which sarcastically mimicked/satirised the popular radio and TV quiz shows of the time. It was called "I'm Sorry I haven't a Clue" and featured Humph chairing a panel of 2 teams of 2 comedians. I was all apparently off the cuff, but was actually pretty closely scripted beforehand. It was filled with all sorts of nonsense "games" where each of the pair of comedians had to outpoint the other, and often featured many many howling puns, a lot of which were full of sexual innuendo, especially those given to Humph. Games ("rounds") included such gems as "The Uxbridge English Dictionary" (featured several times recently in this Jokes thread); "Mornington Crescent" (a game without any published rules where the contestants challenged each other on obscure points of said rules, all apparently "based" on the London Underground rail map); and "One Song to the tune of another" (self-explanatory), amongst several others.
OK, you had/have to be of a certain frame of mind/outlook to appreciate all this "junk", but if you fit the bill, this show was half an hour of pure groans and "laughing yer silly 'ead orf".
Like I said mate, you just live in the wrong place to appreciate these gems. Don't worry about it "We all have our crosses to bear".