So I was watching Endeavour last night, the 1960s nostalgia prequel series to Morse and Lewis. The plot was about a murder on an army base, and among the umpteen red-herring subplots we had Twiggy-esque models, protestors protesting a colour-bar at a hairdressers, police racism and aging 1930s British fascists (yeah, Endeavour is always like this, a million things going on so you have no chance of guessing who the killer is).
Anyway there was a point where Morse and his boss Thursday interview some aristocratic lady muck, whose husband had back in the day been a bigwig among the BUF. Thursday, being a WWII veteran at one point loses his rag with the old cow and her flippant and unrepentant continuing support of fascism. Talking about her now-deceased husband he then says something along the lines of,
"...he should have been hanged, along with Spode and the rest of them!"
Wait, what? Spode? Roderick Spode? Amateur dictator and leader of the Black Shorts? So from this we can conclude that Morse lives in the same universe as Bertie Wooster(!), and that Spode eventually danced the Tyburn jig?
Blimey. I thought that was a lovely little throwaway touch in the episode. I was laughing about that so much that I completely lost track of the whodunnit (which doesn't really ever matter with Endeavour, as it is always so convoluted anyway).
Heil Spode!