Well, I’m back on the waiting list! Cock up on the artificial knee front. Apparently, there is a country wide shortage of spare parts and they just discovered this at 12.30 on Thursday. I assume that’s when, because I had just arrived home after a Kung Flu test when they phoned me. I’m sure if they had known earlier they would have saved me a pointless trip to the hospital….
Anyway, I thought you would like to see me in St Peter’s hospital, Chertsey, on 25 May 1974 after my tonsils had been removed. And yes, that is the legend that is Bernard Cribbins! He had opened the hospital fete: I was waiting to go home and lad at the back (Angelo from Italy, who had broken his leg on holiday) couldn’t leave the ward, but Bernard insisted on meeting all the kids so nobody felt left out. To my eternal shame I told him I watched the Wombles when I didn’t. Had I known then he was an ex-para I wouldn’t have fibbed so readily, but he asked and I didn’t want to upset him!
I’m holding a Matchbox Skykings Learjet my neighbour, Mrs Grundy gave me. I did rather well out of this, getting the Airfix Ancient Britons and 1/32 8th Army. One thing that sticks in my mind was the day before I went in. I was rushed in very quickly after a visit to my GP in Egham, but my mum took me to Woolworths first and told me to pick anything from the Timpo rack: I was so shocked my mum was offering me free reign on toy soldiers I chose what I thought she would accept: eskimos. I was soon kicking myself for not grabbing some 7th Cavalry - I had no use for eskimos at all and hated the bloody things forever after!
Anyway, I should have some AWI toys to post next week but meanwhile it’s Carry On Limping.
PS Considering the other celebs doing the rounds of children’s wards in the 70s I was lucky!
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