A Lifetime of Kindness

This morning the tributes continue to flow regarding the legendary kindness of Sir Terry Wogan. Emotionally shattered at his passing, yet another pillar of our youth, I was startled when the mobile shimmied into action.  Lola's contralto tones filled my ears.

"Peaches, I've only just stopped crying..."

"I know darling, Terry was legend."

"Exactly, a voice from the homeland! We had breakfast with him every day.  Radio 2 was the official station in our house, anyone daring to turn the dial to radio 1 risked the wrath of Dad"

"I know Lola, it was the same chez-nous.  I can still hear Milly singing along to Island of the Airwaves as she multi-tasked, simultaneously burning the toast and the porridge. She always was ahead of the curve".

"You're right there darling, absolutely fabulous fun, as long as she wasn't your mother!"

"Tell me about it...  Of course Milly and Ivy Rose be thrilled that Terry's arrived to DJ Radio Heaven".

"You do realise, Peaches, that full responsibility for our sanity is now going to land squarely on Frank Skinner's skinny shoulders."

Lola's addiction to Frank's podcasts is legendary.  He was even permitted to accompany us on our grand tour to Valencia for that wedding!  Only Frank and his side-kick Emily Dean were permitted passes to the inner sanctum of our dressing room.  Such is Lola's fascination...

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Scarlett googled Lent this morning.  We are planning a Choc-Free-Athon for the full 40 days, and to get into the swing of things we are starting our chocolate reduction policy today.

"Only one small square of dark chocolate is allowed per day". We need this on health grounds, Auntie Peaches, our healthy one a day."

Ahh, withdrawal is already snapping at my willpower.  What with the national tide of grief, at the demise of Sir Tel, I am a tad dubious about our timing.  Watch this space for our Chocolate Addict's Diary...