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  1. tonyb

    Just received this from Pete Bath:

    Hi Tony,

    Thank you for your best wishes to me on my 64th Birthday, plus the enclosed blog, songs, photos, etc. I love the photo of all of us, including Mike Bond and Vicky from next door, outside the Nether Street flat. Do you remember who took the photo? It wouldn’t have been Vicky’s husband Clive, would it!

    I can update you with a little information regarding those other birthdays. In 1970 we didn’t just have a ‘bit of a pub crawl’. Nearly the whole French Department joined us in the New Inn on Tottenham Court Road and I eventually fell out into the street after everyone had bought me at least one drink (about 15 bottles of barley wine and several pints). I cannot remember a thing after that except that I think it was you who looked after me and somehow got me back to Ramsay Hall. I’m not sure if you left or stayed but I remember waking up in my room alongside Inez Harman, but being as p****d as I had ever been I just went back to sleep. The next day was when I was summoned to Professor Screech’s study, together with Olivia Seligman and was questioned about what had happened at the pub and thereafter, ie: any drugs? That was when Glynn had fallen into some sort of a catatonic state and had written pages and pages of scribble with Olivia’s and my names being prominent. My birthday was the start of Glynn’s downhill decline but it wasn’t down to drugs – or my birthday really.

    In 1973 Dave Willan had booked a restaurant down in Charlotte Street , “Animos”, for about 15 of us. When we got there we found that the restaurant had no record of the booking and told us to go elsewhere. Some swearing ensued and we were thrown out. We went round the corner and found that the Pizza House in Goodge Street could accommodate us. This was the setting for Mike Walling to demonstrate the perceived merits of sponge finger biscuits and zabaglione and we nearly got thrown out from there. I’m pretty sure you were with us, as well as John, Dave, Mike Walling, Mike Bond and Lynda Joint, Mike’s girlfriend at the time, plus other girlfriends.

    Fast forward to 2014 and yesterday I met Mike Harrison at lunchtime from the train at Grimsby station. Things were so much more sedate and although we went to the pub where Mike and I discussed the self-same memories of November 18ths past and those particularly in which MIke was involved, I am glad to say there was no rolling around in the street or causing chaos in the pubs and restaurants in fact quite the opposite. Mike, Jade and I went out to a restaurant last night and Mike fell asleep mid-dessert – boring or what? Not really.

    Well, thanks again for the memories. I still have all my diaries so if you ever need to cover these events in more detail, or name names, here I am. Good luck with the rest of your blog, best wishes and love to Brigid. Pete, xx

  2. Liz

    Hi there, my mother was adopted in Northern Ireland 1947 but was born of a man named Freddie Spencer Chapman from the Army as too was was her birth mother Ann keily. That’s all the information we have sadly. We got this from an original birth certificate. Would love to know more.
    Great book on this man Freddie Spencer Chapman. Just thought my connection to Fredrick Spencer Chapman was worth telling…

    1. Tony Burt

      Hi Liz

      That’s really interesting. Have you read “Jungle Soldier”? As well as covering the wartime exploits it also covers his early life and the years after the war. He was a fascinating character and there are so many apsects of his life that are in stark contrast to each other.