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Well - we went to Tenterden on April 1st. What a day! We failed in nearly all respects to meet up with the 'other lot' who had travelled down from the Seagoons branch, but we made it in the end, so a good day was had by all.
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"The Three Eccles Challenge".
Yes folks - we went to Sunny Kent to search out our nearest 'Eccles'. We tied a rope around the sign saying 'Welcome to Eccles' and tried our hardest to drag it into Sussex but it wouldn't budge.
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The first few idio - er - stalwarts - seen gathering at Lewes Station for the connection to Norman's Bay
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Ah! what a lovely warm summer's day it was, that day back in mid-February when the famous Sussex Branch of the Goon Show Preservation Society decided to invade England - er - go for a swim - er no, what was it again? Oh yes. " We needed money for the subs' and decided that if we could set fire to the English Channel we could at long last collect Grytpype Thynne's naughty Forty Thousand pounds insurance money." If only Neddie Seagoon could remember where he'd left the matches...
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So that's what it says...
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Yes, a group of us decided to re-enact the famous day when Eccles took his hot-water bottle for a stroll down to the snow-covered beach, complete with own thermometer stuck in it (so that it wouldn't get cold and we would all freeze to death) and see if we could clear up this setting fire thing once and for all. We even took a BBC camera crew along with us, Les I-don't'-know-why-I-come-here Drew and Phil you-talk-into-this-lad to capture the glorious event. After much gnashing of teeth and burning of fingered gloves, we gave up.
The channel was not for burning.
Oh well, back to the old busking… "I shine for you alone- - -
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the camera crew & interviewer
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"The Quest For Upper Dicker"
"There are tatty country sign-posts to the East of Lewes Town,
That will lead to Upper Dicker, so they say;
But whichever road you follow, be it up or be it down,
You will never, ever get there, come what may,
Legend has it that, in the time of Queen Anne's Rain,
the village was washed away."
When the sign-posts were turned around during the Second World War to confuse any invading Germans, it so confused the remaining inhabitants, they left. Did it exist? If the Seagoons of Norfolk could travel to the East Pole, surely Sussex GSPS could find Upper Dicker!
We had a map and a plan. We pass through Dicker, Little Dicker, The Dickers and Lower Dicker. A sign-post pointing West:- "3 miles to Upper Dicker". Drive westwards for 4 miles. Find another sign-post pointing East:- "Upper Dicker 3 miles". More sign-posts pointing in all directions, but no Upper Dicker. We even find one at a junction, "turn left for Upper Dicker 2 miles" we turn left to find another junction: "turn right for Upper Dicker 3 miles"!!!! We pause for refreshments, "The Cricketers" at Berwick-between-the-Dickers.
We find "Robin's Post" lane, but have to report that the Seagoon residence is still missing.
More sign-posts, then eureka! A church, 'The Holy Trinity of Upper Dicker' We accost a native who confirms that yes, we are in Upper Dicker, but hastens to add that she lives in Lower Dicker! As there are no village signs for Upper Dicker we plant our own, then decide the village doesn't deserve it so we take it back again. Now Les Drew has part of his garden which is forever Upper Dicker.
Desperate Dave of Sussex.
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Trying to find Upper Dicker...
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