Sir Mick

Then there was Mick Jagger’s knighthood. For what exactly? His clothes sense? Bedroom manners? For being a jolly good all round egg? Well he has certainly put himself around. The Queen often gives this honour for commercial services to the country but the Stones choose not to work in the UK, as the Government will not give their concerts any tax breaks. His money is also kept abroad. So not financial then. It turns out that the person who organised the Queen’s Palace party is also Mick’s PR. Hmmmm…. It is who you know, dontcha know. It’s all jealousy on my part. I would love to be honored as someone important like Keeper Of The Spare Woolly Jumper or Nibbler of The Rat Catcher’s Pink Garters.

Rare Archive!

With all this nostalgia knocking about I decided to root through my old personal memorabilia and came up with these two stunning photos taken during the celebrations of the Queen’s coronation fifty years ago. I was five years old.

click to enlarge:



Here is our kids’ street party at Barmead Gardens, Dagenham. That’s me, yes me, third from the left at the table. My nan is standing behind in her pinny. She and her friends had cooked all the cakes. I was not quite so photogenic then was I? Nice hat.

And here, wait for it, is me on my tricycle. I won second prize and a special commendation in the Coronation fancy dress competition as a – Coronation Crown

click to enlarge:

The Royal Society of Musicians

I attended the annual bash for a first class lunch. We still don’t know who we will be given to replace the Queen Mum. As long as its not the Wessex’s….
Maggie Gibb was her usual fragrant self and displayed yet again a fine turn of calf and trim ankle.

The World Cup

The less said about this the better. I was in mourning for days after the Brazil/England match. I am just beginning to cheer up now. Still, let’s look forward to the European games. I also tried, unfortunately without success, to find an old photo of me playing in a testimonial match with Bobby Moore and Gordon Banks. Their hairdo’s were not that hot but at least their team brought home the World Cup for England. Less good hair days and more good foot days might be the way forward.
So to sum up June in the UK – all spin and no substance.
I’m off to La Belle France to rest and recuperate.

European Song Titles

Nobody managed to do all of them but this is what you did get.
“Tell The Boys” –
Sp. A Los Chicas Las Diras
Fr. Prends La Vie Du Bon Cote
Ge. –
It. –
“Had A Dream Last Night”
Sp. Otra Vez Sone
Fr. J’ai Reve De Lui
Ge. Vas Kann Ich Dafur
It. Ho Sognata A Te
“Ask Any Woman”
Sp. Dile A Qualquiera
Fr. –
Ge. –
It.-
“I’ll Cry Myself To Sleep”
Sp. –
Fr. –
Ge. –
It –

For all those of you who have asked. You can keep emailing me in the usual way.
See you in July.