GREETINGS from the ‘Umble, ‘Ovel on the ‘Ill, from where this blog is penned.
We have just passed the 25,000 hit mark, which takes us flying past the Isle of Arran Shoemakers’ Monthly, the Hansom Cab Lamp Fitters’ Gazette and leaves us just a tad behind the BBC Home Service Guide to Your Favourite Wireless Stars.
We really are going places you see!
And to celebrate this millstone (Surely 'milestone'? Ed) this blog will be undergoing a fabulous re-launch to take us hurtling forward into the modern steam age.
My chum Juliet is working on dummies now and I must say they are extremely impressive. Even my picture no longer looks like a cross between Kim Philby and Stan Laurel.
In 1987, I met with Quentin Crisp, who I hope needs no introduction.
I asked him why he had shamelessly flaunted his homosexuality in the 1930s when it was punishable with a beating on the streets or a spell in jail.
Staring back at me, through the mirror he was using to fix his make-up, he replied: “If you are going to urinate in public, at least learn to do it in style.”
Thankyou for reading.
|Stan Laurel 1890-1965|
|Neville Thurlbeck 1961-|