Drifting, as one does, around the obscure shores of Google, I find that I was born in the same nursing home in the same fortnight as Nick Simper, founder member of Deep Purple, and went to the same school as him.
A decade later, I was at university with Don Airey who still plays keyboards with that band. He was pretty good even then.
Small world? Yes. Does it matter? Of course it doesn't.
Musings and Snippets from a recently retired JP. I served for 31 years, mostly in west London. I was Chairman of my Bench for some years, and a member of the National Bench Chairmen's Forum All cases are based on real ones, but anonymised and composited. All opinions are those of one or more individuals. JPs swear to enforce the law of the land, whether or not they approve of it. Nothing on here constitutes legal advice.
You were at uni at 10 years of age?
ReplyDeleteEr, not quite. You see, I was at school with Nick Simper at about 11, then at university with Don at about 21. Simples.
ReplyDeleteAh I see. Sorry.
ReplyDeleteNo hard feelings.
DeleteMagistrates are meant to be Purpendicular...
ReplyDeleteJust for once, TF, a really lol comment from you, and - what's more - germane too. Keep it up.
DeleteJust think, a mis-spent youth on a guitar could have made such a difference to your life.
ReplyDeleteSadly, more evidence of your impending dotage.
ReplyDeleteThose of us who are there already seek long forgotten moments in our lives to give said lives more meaning.
Example: A chap I went to school with later became the manager of Hugh Hefner's private club. On one occasion (during said school days) I came across him hitching a ride home. I cheerfully provided it. Upon reaching said home, a police car was waiting. They were waiting for him. Reason unknown, except that, even then, he was a shady sort of fellow.
Another memory to be lost in time, "like tears in rain."
I've said "said" too many times, haven't I?
Dotage.
I was at school with Charles Clarke. He was one of three brothers at my school as I recall and he rejoiced (well in fact he very probably didn't) in the nickname of Big Ears. Little did I know to what high office he would eventually ascend, and little did he know for how short a time he would be there.
ReplyDelete...and the extent to which he would subvert justice in this land. "Executive detention" was his baby.
DeleteI see your rock musicians and I raise you the Bishop of St Asaph (incidentally he is the only person I know to have broken his leg while playing Monopoly, but that is another story).
ReplyDeleteImpending dotage, OG? If it's apparent, that stage has already been reached, even if - as here - only the early stage.
ReplyDeleteKate Caveat
Way to get yourself identified, Bystander...unless the band member you refer to is not his real name, or you don't really care about anonymity any more...
ReplyDeleteI was at University with John Bercow. I'm not sure whether I should say that or confess it....
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