ian skidmore
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| Gender | Male |
|---|---|
| Industry | Communications or Media |
| Occupation | vigorous idleness |
| Location | march, cambs, United Kingdom |
| Introduction | My biography in full, appalling detail(http://bewrite.net/mm5/FlippingBooks/FUOPP/index.html I was educated in paperback . M.A. (Penguin) Without punctuation or shorthand I have been a reporter and author of 26 books,largely because I went into the wrong office in the army to dodge a vengeful RSM and within an hour was on my way to cover the Berlin airlift as an army PR sergeant.Two hours after being freed from an army prison as a private (It was a bum rap but I have never ceased to be grateful,because otherwise I would be a retired bus driver now.) For fity years I also wrote newspaper columns, so many that I ws known in the trade at the Parthenon Kid. I have been atop more columns than Simon the Stylite. I was also one of the few BBC presenters who hadn't been in the Footlights. I worked for BBC Wales for 30 years and ws awarded a Golden microphone for services to broadcasting. A month later I was dropped because I was English. Which proved BBC bosses don't listen to the radio. |
| Interests | To paraphrase Lord Rochester " Now my days of impotence have arrived, and I’m by wine’s unlucky chance forced from the pleasing billows of debauch on the dull shore of lazy temperance,My pains at least some respite shall afford While I behold the battles you maintain When fleets of glasses sail about the board, From whose broadsides volleys of wit shall rain."...... In the mmeantime I sit by my pond, pondering |
| Favorite movies | You must be joking? After MY life. And anyway they aen't "movies" they are "flicks" |
| Favorite music | classical and music hall in memory of my mum who ran away from home in 1916 to become Dandini in pantomime at the Thatre Royal,Salford |
| Favorite books | Patrick O'Brien's Aubrey novels,Burton'sAnatomy of Melancholy,Wind in the Willows, The Pooh books and the dairies of my late chum Lees Milne |
The first time you had your shoes taken off - how surprised were you to see that you still had toes?
what's it all about,Alfie.... And how the hell would he know.