Dennis the Menace or Dan Dare Bobby has been both, in other people’s imagination. I am only telling you this because his own imagination went AWOL at Somerset House the other week. Suddenly he was twelve again. Living in the comic world of the 1950s. A time of rivalry between numerous publications and who read…
Bertie: “Did you have a nice birthday, Bobby?” Bobby: “Bonnet de douche, Bertie.” (Excellent)
The Bench Five years ago, 17 January 2017, we welcomed something very special into our lives. The Bench. Since then it has become central to our lives. A place of pilgrimage to remember Diddley. Becoming in effect ‘Diddley’s Bench’ at ‘Diddley’s View’.
Merry Christmas “I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas” Bertie: “Bobby … Can you tell us a story?”
Never Bertie: “There is no such thing as ‘Never’, Bobby. I told you that in 2015, when you vowed to never go back to the Royal Opera House (ROH).” Bobby: “And I really meant it, Bertie. Years of wonderful memories had all been ruined in my eyes by the fateful night of 27 January 2014….
Parham Bertie: “You OK, Bobby? You look a bit Uncle Dick!” Bobby: “Cream crackered Bertie. The buses and Sutton United yesterday were brilliant, but I’m knackered.”
Kingsway Tram Tunnel “I have done something nobody else here today has!”
Bobby does not collect tickets. He doesn’t collect anything with alacrity. Bobby: “Blimey! Where did that come from?” Bertie: “Oxford Concise.”
As we left the busy A3 at the RHS Wisley junction, we immediately became aware of the volume of traffic heading into the gardens. The long patient queue of people at the entrance, including lots of young children, only added to the illusion that this was a good idea. A horticultural version of Brighton Beach…
Many of our stories are written straight off the cuff and are then refined. Changed a little. Sometimes, the final version is quite different to the original idea. On rare occasions, where a lot of emotion is involved, it seems best to just write it while the state of mind exists and just tidy up…