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> ...and NO women in Dailys :)



Oh but there was - Marje Proops and Claire Rayner and a very pissed Anne Robinson amongst others. Mind you, you had some news in the tabloids in those days and not just showbiz, sport and tits.

Any one remember Capt Maurice Seddon (Rtd):



The Inventor


Maurice Seddon is most well known internationally as the inventor of low voltage powered heated clothing. This is a direct result of his own suffering from Raynaud's syndrome, a constriction of the blood vessels in the extremities (usually hands and feet) that can cause pain and cold. He has pioneered this invention since 1951, his first client being his Classics master, and held many interviews in, among others, Germany, the UK and USA. Jonathan Ross, Jonny Carson and David Letterman to name just three, have interviewed him. His invention has given him little financial profit however; he has always failed to patent his ideas; while often, others have stepped in to copy his inventions.


He is well aware that most would label him as the classic boffin and eccentric, and despite his poverty, he leads a full life and has travelled widely, had many experiences and known many famous people. He is so busy that it took me a week of last minute cancellations to arrange to meet him. At 77, he certainly has a full diary. He is still active in producing bespoke heated clothing, maintains an historic wireless restoration business and also runs a private wireless museum.

> At 77, he [Maurice Seddon] certainly has a full diary. He is still active in producing bespoke heated clothing,

> maintains an historic wireless restoration business and also runs a private wireless museum.


I'm wondering if this account (which is six years old) is right about the wireless bit, or whether they're possibly confusing him with Dulwich's own Gerald Wells.

Houses of Parliament and Westminster Abbey being pressure washed to clean them up - half white, half black.


Reject Shops.


Heaven on Villiers Street.


Pollo on Old Compton Street.


Yes, I remember the little old protein = passion man on Oxford Street.


And the scientologists who would jump out at you and offer a free "personality test".


And the Indian canteens up round the back of Warren Street tube where you could get a good Indian buffet lunch for a couple of ??????s.

I think Pollo is still there - pasta for a ?1 back in the day


How about the fantastic Juke box downstairs in the Spice of Life and pool table upstairs in the pub on the corner opposite - both now identikit corporate hell holes no doubt.


Someone also told me the other day that the Troy bar still exists!

My earliest memory of London is from 1997 when I stepped off the train at Euston, fresh from University, full of hope and excitement at being in the centre of the universe. And the next night being given 'something' in a club that had me up on a stage in some big nightclub with thousands of sweaty freaks, talking the hind legs off anyone who happened to be carrying glo sticks or water..


Hmmmm... An experience I never repeated!


Fast forward a few years, it has all turned out well and London is home.

Dorothy Wrote:

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> Chick - I had the honour of meeting Capt Maurice

> Seddon when he was a motorcycle courier. He undid

> his leathers to demonstrate his wiring to me.



Dorothy,


I also met him several times when I was a courier from 1980 for about three years. He was truly eccentric, he would try and sell his services to couriers, where he would take away your leather jacket, sew a heating element into it and upgrade the generator on your bike so you could plug in and stay warm.


He rode an old BSA which leaked oil at the rate of 500 miles a gallon. (That is, it needed a gallon of oil every 500 miles)This kept the drive chain lubricated.


He told me he didn?t have any heating system at home but had a 12v supply line running all around the house and wherever he was he would plug in and stay warm.


Truly eccentric.

  • 2 weeks later...

chick> Anyone remember the Peanut sandwich board man in Oxford St?? Protein leads to passion??


"Less protein for less passion," I think, if it's the same one. I sometimes used to ride past him on his bike, heading west on the A40 toward the Shepherds Bush roundabout, some evenings in 1976 or 77. He still had his board on display, I think perhaps still on his back.


What's the peanut connection, btw? I thought they were packed with protein.

I aint seen none of these fly over lately


I remember the one that came dowm 67 years ago anniversary in a months time


SE22

Dulwich/Camberwell

V1

East Dulwich

Lordship lane by Shawbury Road

23 killed

05/08/1944

16:45

This was a very serious V1 incident, one of the worst in South London. The V1 hit the co-op store at the corner of Northross Road in Lordship Lane. The Co-op and 6 other shops were demolished and 20 houses damaged in Lordship land and 40 in Shawbury Road. A Salvation army hall was also damaged. It is stated in ARP reports held in the public records office that damage extended across a 700 yard radius, greater than the normal blast area. This is probably due to the fact that later V1's were packed with a heavier, more deadly warhead. It was also reported that Anderson shelters in the area stood up well to the blast. Bulldozers were called in to clear the debris and one tram track was cleared by 20.30 of the same day. The whole block where the Coop stood has been re-developed with post war shops. The opposite side of Lordship Lane also shows significant signs of re-building as do houses up Shawbury Road

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