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Topic History of: Savile and Leeds Hospital - shock! horror! Max. showing the last 5 posts - (Last post first)
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Hedda
"MissLizzie • 2 hours ago −
.....and 'the lad on the desk' was a night porter/guard who never had authority or even access to a key for the nurses accommodation. No one else who worked at the LGI at that time corrobrates the story or agrees that there was such a key.
I'm in no way excusing anything Jimmy Savile did - anything he allegedly did - but this bandwagon jumping is beyond bad taste: everyone up here (Leeds) seems to have their own tale of 'oh, well when I met him you could tell there was something creepy about him' etc. Probably the same people who a year ago would've said they met him and he had a heart of gold. It only took a week for the first compensation claim to be put to Savile's estate and I can't imagine it'll be long before local 'celebrities' start selling their tales of how they felt he was weird or how they had lucky escapes...."
As the closet old Queen says at the close(t) of 'Some Like A Tot', 1956, "Well, nobody's perfect !"
Hedda
Blackit wrote: I wouldn't be surprised if all this is leading to a real concerted attempt to raise the age of consent to 18, or even 21. A goal that feminists have long prized above all others for at least the last 150 years - even before they were campaigning for a woman's right to vote.
could be true. One demented "child advocate" wants the age raised to 21 and even then the partner no older than 25 !
my dear old Grandpa who knocked up my 16 year old Grandma, when he was 23 would be for the high jump.
Love the Pratt story bh.
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Porters (& Mr Pratt)...Not exactly Brain Of Britain are they?
I once met a Miss Pratt, at the benefits agency. A hot day in July it was. 3pm. Went to the building, gave my name. Waited a hour. Curiously one of the Benefits staff, sat at her desk, doing her knitting.
Fed up with waiting. I went to the desk. "I've been waiting here for 50 minutes" I stated. "We have a lack of staff today" said Miss Pratt. A queue had now gathered at the desk. Looking around I said "Well there's a bleeding woman sat over there, doing her effing knitting". Everyone in the office look at me, starting the queue of people, to break up in fits of laughter. Strangely after this, I was seen straight away & so was everyone else. Strange how an outburts speeds things up. Though totally off subject, I thought that needed to be shared.
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