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3rd June 1971 - Glenda Jackson stars in the play what I wrote!
28th May 1984 - Comedian Eric Morecambe died of a heart attack, at the age of 58.
Here is the tribute to the much loved man shown by the BBC.
Sir Michael Edward Palin born 5th May 1943.
This sketch was screened on British television in 1969... Monty Python's Flying Circus. I am surprised they got away with this in those days!
“Among the broken bricks and alleyways, these boys found their kingdom” - by Tony Karpinski (1965), English
Northumberland
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Twilight along a road in between Malham Tarn and Settle, Yorkshire Dales
Screened 18th April 1964.
Whale assist
Articulated boom crane with a grapple saw
Sure could use that !
Whispering Grass - Windsor Davies and Don Estelle (1975).
One of my favourite "pop" music hits from my teenage years... (I do not know where this recorded.) In their character roles of Battery Sergeant Major Williams and Gunner "Lofty" Sugden in the comedy sit-com "It Ain't Half Hot Mum."
The Sergeant Major reminds me of Alan, a Korean War veteran who originated from London's East-end who I first met in the late 1990's... sadly no longer with us.
On January 7, 1943, Nikola Tesla died alone in Room 3327 of the Hotel New Yorker. He was 86 years old. A maid found him two days later after he had left a “do not disturb” sign on his door. The official cause was coronary thrombosis. But the deeper truth was quieter — years of isolation, poverty, and a world that had moved on without the man who helped power it.
This was the inventor of alternating current, the system that still runs through our homes today. He pioneered wireless transmission, radio technology, and electric motors. He held hundreds of patents and imagined ideas — like wireless communication and renewable energy — long before they became reality. Yet by the end of his life, he was nearly penniless.
In his final years, Tesla lived simply. He survived mostly on milk, bread, honey, and vegetable juice. Every day he walked to nearby parks to feed pigeons, especially one white pigeon he loved deeply. He once said he loved her as a man loves a woman. When she died, something in him seemed to fade too.
There was a time when Tesla dazzled New York society, lighting bulbs with his bare hands and creating artificial lightning in his laboratory. Investors once backed him. Crowds once admired him. But as his ideas grew more ambitious — especially his dream of free wireless energy for the world — funding disappeared. He became known more as an eccentric than a genius.
And yet, when he died, the world paused. Thousands attended his funeral. Leaders and scientists sent tributes. Years later, the Supreme Court recognized his priority in radio patents. History slowly corrected itself. The world he electrified had not truly forgotten him — it had simply taken time to understand him.
Today, his name lives on in science, technology, and even in companies that shape the modern age. Tesla died alone in a hotel room, feeding pigeons while the current he created hummed through cities. He did not die forgotten. He died having changed the world — and that legacy still shines.
credit: A Solo Traveler