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Category Archives: Knickerbocker Glory
What’s going on underneath, a posting that is well and truly knickers, or, how to feel clever about bra purchasing mistakes.
Underwear is going on underneath, usually, though you never can tell. When I first began making dolls, nearly thirty two years ago, I dressed them with all the clothes I wore. I was really keen for them to be little … Continue reading
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The Village of the Dim.
The monster mystery. Welcome to the very last scraping of Knickerbocker Glory. I hope you didn’t miss me too much during the holidays, I have nearly finished the kitchen, which let me in for a lot of feeding groups of … Continue reading
The Car Park.
Knuckles rapping on a door. Door opens. Posh parker Are you the car park attendant? Attendant Indeed I am, Madam. It is my job, career and calling, no less. In persuant of which I have been advised with … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory with treacle toffee.
Do you know, it wasn’t until I began typing up my rejected radio plays that I realised what a lot of food features in my writing. I once wrote a novel featuring Pic’n’Mix. It’s still looking for a publisher, if … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory with reboiled cabbage.
Have you been waiting with bated breath for your next visit to the Da Da DAAA! Village of the Dim? Gosh I hope so. Once more we direct our feet to the cradle whence sprang the stupidest detective’s assistant ever. … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory – lovely and thick.
Welcome – and you are, ever so very, to the final dollops of Knickerbocker Glory, the ice cream dessert I dished up to the radio, who dished it back again, melted and dusty. As I sit here with the jelly … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory, stale bread.
Welcome to the very last Archaeology Now, dug up from the archives, dusted off and popped on a glass shelf with a fancy label. This blast from the past was part of a series of radio plays called Knickerbocker Glory, … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory, with feet.
For the benefit of any recent readers, I should just mention that Knickerbocker Glory was a radio series that never got broadcast. Still to come is one Archaeology Now and the entire series of six playlets of me piece of … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory, with beer.
For the benefit of new readers, readers with a poor memory, confused old readers and anyone who tuned into the wrong website by mistake, I think I should explain that Knickerbocker Glory, as well as being a large ice cream … Continue reading
Knickerbocker Glory with silver paper biscuits.
Sad to say, if you’ve been enjoying her efforts to run a phone service, this is the last outing for Uncle Reg’s niece. I only wrote six half hour radio plays and once they were rejected, as I had nowhere … Continue reading