Archive for October, 2009

Centenary Celebration

Diary entry by Dudley’s daughter:

New pages have been added to the blog covering the special day!  To view them click above on:  Air Display Photos, Vintage Photos, The Celebration  & Guests or Centenary Day!

Lots of photos have now been added!

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Dudley really enjoyed his day and would like to thank everyone who came and made it so special for him.  He admits he was rather overwhelmed on the day but has lots of wonderful memories of it and has been chatting avidly about it all.

At the last count he had received over 90 cards – and they still keep coming!  He is thrilled by them all and the wonderful comments in them.

Apart from the mass of cards from the UK, messages and cards flooded in from Australia, Mauritius, South Africa, Canada and America.

People have made and even painted special cards – and all have really touched him.  So thank you everyone.

Dudley setting out for his party

Dudley setting out for his party

He is in fine form again today!

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99 and 365 days – not out!!

This evening my daughter asked me to what do I attribute my long life?

My answer is “Reading books which have a purpose”

My daughter has also added: Consumption of copious amounts of salt, sugar, full-fat milk, double cream and butter! She’s probably right!

Note from daughter: Please let the weather be fair tomorrow at noon. At the moment it’s not looking too good!

the scrapdealer

Dudley has asked me (his webmaster and daughter!) to add this to his blog!

I hope you enjoy this little story:

“A scrap dealer who had made a lot of money decided to spend it on giving his daughter a first class education.

He sent her to all the best schools and finished up with two years at a well known Swiss finishing school.

When she came back he said to her:

‘Well how did you get on?’

‘Ooh’ she said, ‘ I had a marvelous time. I learnt to ski. I learnt to ice skate and

Between you and me

I ain’t a virgin any longer.’

‘Oh my dear Girl’ he said.
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‘To think that we have spent all this money on you and you STILL say “Ain’t!”‘

Out of the mouths of children…

This little gem came from Ann’s godmother, Helen Barlow

“A mother and her pretty daughter, about 4 I guess, got on the bus and sat down opposite me.  The mother said “I don’t know what to do with Mary – she is so shy”.

And indeed the little girl kept her head buried in her mother’s skirt and any words from me only made her burrow deeper.

Later on two nuns got on the bus and like me aimed a few friendly words at the little girl.  The effect was instantaneous and surprising as in a matter of moments they were in deep conversation.  A bit later the nuns got off.  Mary’s mother turned to her daughter saying “It was lovely to see you talking to those ladies”, only to be rebuffed strongly by the child.

“They wasn’t ladies, mummy, they was penguins”