Today in 1903, Leslie Townes Hope was born in Craigton Road, Eltham, which would have still counted as Kent but now firmly identifies as South East London. He was the son of a stonemason, Bill Hope (known as Bob), and Avis Townes, a Welsh lass who might have been a music hall singer.
About four years after, the Hope family moved out on the road to America and young Leslie transformed into Bob. Don't say we never give you anything. Haven't seen The Cat and The Canary in years, so perhaps I should track it down? Hope didn't do too badly for an Eltham lad.
Not sure where this ad appeared and certainly don't think we had these crazy faces to play with. But then again?
Bad weather has delayed fruit harvests this year, so tennis fans might well have to make do with jelly and custard.
Bits and bobs.
Wally the Walrus has been hit by a boat.
Little Italy in danger of being lost.
Franz Kafka archive goes online.
Bitcoin mine steals electricity.
Mass grave at Canadian school.
Talking of Blackpool, do they serve mash with these?
Everything you wanted to know about hippocampal neuron activity in flying bats.
Constantinople fell to Ottoman invaders in 1453, which is taken to be the end of the Middle Ages. Today is also International Jazz Day, though some folk seem to have got the party going in April. As if they needed an excuse anyway.
Let's have some hip squawk and BackTalk ...
Whatchu dunking in yer Biscuit Day panad?
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