Remember Diddley.
Remember Diddley. 19 August 1950 to 23 August 2015. Listen to Leonard whilst you enjoy the slide show further down the blog.
Ooh la la la.
Ooh la la la. Ooh la la la, c’est magnifique. Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, !!! You must come! We’ve found a wasp nest. You must come. (Your scribe for this week is me, Trevor. An honour to give you this remarkable story.)
The RAF 100 Celebrations.
RAF 100. The RAF March. Well, I did tell him that if he didn’t slow down he would land up in deep water. I never considered it might be the River Thames. But listen, dear friends. He is making a lot of it. All those pictures with frozen peas on top of his head. I…
100th Blog – The Footbridge.
100th Blog … Pt II: The Footbridge. Dear Friends of Bertie… This is momentous occasion. One that must start with a brief introduction from Bobby. (I said brief, Bobby…!) Dear Friends I am writing this in a bus shelter in Westcott in Surrey. Very nice. Thatched. My car is being serviced. And then it’s the…
Nuffin.
Nuffin. I’m worried about him. When he drives round a roundabout three times looking for his exit a mile from home late at night you might be concerned? Don’t be. He nearly got heat stroke at the Flying Legends Airshow. Many did! And it was midnight. He says he is worried about me. We haven’t…
One Hundred!
One Hundred! Bertie: “Stone the crows and strike a light mate. One Hundred? Are you sure?” Bobby: “Yes Bertie. This is your… ONE HUNDRETH BLOG! A century of stories. A week late after last week’s headache.” (Trevor is getting a little full of himself. More later). Bertie: “Crikey! I wonder what Diddley would make of…
Uncle Dick.
Uncle Dick. Dear Friends Today is our ONE HUNDRETH BLOG. Or would have been. I am sick as a parrot, and decidedly Uncle Dick. The symptoms are… my bleedin ‘ead is coming orf!
The Ballet.
The Ballet. I knew when he told me he was going to the ballet it would be a problem. It always is. Not Covent Garden, but a packed Dorking Halls. The Royal Opera House screening live to 1,500 cinemas in 35 countries.
Queen Mary’s Rose Garden.
Queen Mary’s Rose Garden. Regent’s Park, London. Queen Mary’s Rose Garden in Regents Park is a world-famous garden named after the wife of King George V. In 1932, when Queen Mary’s Gardens opened to the general public, the first superintendent planted a rose garden, which was completed in 1934.
Cuckoo.
Cuckoo. “Cuckoo, cuck-ooh, cuck-oooh…” Was Bobby half asleep? Maybe he was a little “cuckoo” himself! The days of waiting for the first “cuc … koo”, to confirm that summer really was here, seemed a distant memory. Hearing that evocative, unmistakable call again would be wonderful. Especially from his cosy bed at Laurel Cottage. The…