How are you all? - In the name of Thiago - Day 91
Today has been all
about catching up with old chums. I am lucky in that there are many of the blighters
and they’ve all played a part in some of the wackier stories that may one day
find their way into my memoirs. Well, you have to aim high!
Glyn Chapman – My friendship
with Glyn goes back to my film-making days and while it’s fair to say that it’s
a lot more casual these days, the fact that it has at least survived where many
others from hat time fell by the wayside is testament to the chap. Those days didn’t end well
for me and many ties were cut but Glyn shines through.
Glyn has recently
discovered the ‘joy’ of housework which amusingly seems to mildly irritate his
wife Janine, (who’s also fab by the way). This has got me thinking about the potential for a future blog around the subject of home working chaps from a female
perspective called ‘please can you just fuck off!’
Glyn also owns a Joy Division oven glove, which I think is utterly fucking magnificent. At the end of our
conversation, we realised that he owed me a dessert dish and I owed him a
melodica. We’ve called it quits for now!
Mike Skues – Mike and
I worked at Ladbrokes together in Hampden Park, Eastbourne in the late 1990s. Mike
is a very thoughtful sort of fellow and it’s a mystery to me why he’s wanted to
stay in touch with me all these years. Mike is a Brighton fan, has been for
years. He’s also a sociology teacher at a sixth form college in East Riding, (don't call it Humberside) where he now resides and is a lover of independent travel.
I also learnt today
that he attended Seaford Head which I think was once Seaford Community College.
I mention this only because I recollected during my call with him that I acquired a
gong, which had Seaford Community College engraved on it on a night on the smash
over that way once. To this day, I genuinely have no idea how I managed to half
inch it let alone get it back to my parents' home, though I do recall months later another old mate Nigel
French, insisting on its return. I think the school was Nigel’s alma mater.
Nick
Nick Thisleton – Nick,
like me is a man of Sussex, albeit only just as he almost squeezes into Surrey
at East Grinstead. I met Nick when he lived in Newcastle-under-Lyme. Our wives
are both Brazilian and we are both men of Sussex but met in Staffordshire – what are
the chances? Nick is a top man, one of those blokes that seems to be
unrelentingly positive.
He’s not always had it
easy, far from it. But he lifts the mood in a room and when things are looking
a bit iffy, he’s the sort of bloke you’d want in your corner. He likes West Ham
and Scotland especially darts player Gary Anderson.
Friedrich Loibner
(Fritzy baby) – Fritz (above) is the father of another friend of mine Gernot, who I
also spoke to today. I met this remarkable Austrian family when I briefly
taught at Gernot’s school in 2002, shortly before I moved to Russia with a mad woman
who threw my clothes out of the 23rd floor of her Moscow flat.
Fritz was made the head
of Mittelschule Eduard Staudinger in Leibnitz, a small sleepy town down on the
Slovenian border, on Wednesday 1 April. I am assured by Gernot that it
wasn’t a practical joke, despite the fact that Austria is also in lockdown and
the school is closed. He’s worked there for 33 years and retires in August. Don't let the power go to your head Fritzy!
He is the only person
I know that may end up being head of a school without any pupils actually
attending in his time there. I think he’s thoroughly deserving of a mention
in today’s blog despite the fact that I didn’t actually speak to him today!
He started at the
school the year his son and two daughters were born. Gernot and sisters Jasi
and Mona are simply knows as Die Drillinge (the triplets) as they were famous
in their little village Neutillmitsch back then. Maybe they still are now –
that’s another call I’ll have to make…
Lastly Oliver. Oliver,
Oliver, Oliver. Everyone needs an Oliver. Hugely entertaining and capable of
dreadful acts of skulduggery - I love him. And of course as you should all know
by now, he is the designer of the ‘In the name of Thiago’ logo. This is the great
man pictured with girlfriend Katie on the foot of the Sussex Downs last week in
Plumpton looking very happy with life. Marvellous scenes!
And this is a Victorian
Sponge Cake that Angelica and Elisa have just finished baking. Life is good!
Before I sign off on
this bumper edition of ‘In the name of Thiago’ please don’t forget folks why I’m
doing this. I’m trying to raise £10,000 for University Hospital Stoke and Birmingham
Children’s Hospital. Please help me if you can. I need to raise another £4,100.
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