Did Jim fix it for you? Or what would/did you write to him and ask for?

Before all the recent furore about him being one of the most high profile sex offenders in Britain, Jimmy Savile was thought of as an institution. His apparently relentless charity work made him friends with the upper echelons of both royalty and politicians.

When I was a nipper, I asked my Dad if I could write to Jimmy Savile to see if he could fix it for me. I'm not entirely sure what I thought I was going to ask for as my memory fails me, but I can remember that my old man said quite clearly "You're not writing to him boy, he's a nonce..."

My mother then informed me that he suspected that dear old Jim liked to interfere with young people. She also informed me that "nonce" wasn't really a word to be used in company prior to tearing my Dad off a strip for using it.

Imagine the panic caused in early 80's suburban Essex when I asked a male teacher if he was a nonce.

So, for our older contributors - did you write to Jim and what did you ask for?

For our younger contributors - what would you write to him and ask for now?

Apologies Minky.

Apologies jim if that's who he fiddled with.

This guy got Jim to fix it for him
Good Morning Ulster - Jimmy Savile 2012 10 26 - YouTube

but I can remember that my old man said quite clearly "You're not writing to him boy, he's a nonce..."

She also informed me that "nonce" wasn't really a word to be used in company prior to tearing my Dad off a strip for using it.

Imagine the panic caused in early 80's suburban Essex when I asked a male teacher if he was a nonce.

This little anecdote from your childhood explains a lot. I imagine your parents being like Frank and Estelle Costanza.

Kind of similar I suppose.

My Dad suffers from an odd kind of Tourette's syndrome. He's generally a mild-mannered sort of fellow. He divides his time between the golf course, abusing people on a West Ham forum in an attempt to avoid the ever-growing list of things that my mother has for him to do. He has some quite strong views on the Thatcher era, "New" Labour as well as the comedy of errors we have in power currently.

i asked Jim to fix it for me, but he got it wrong and made it a freewheel

Kind of similar I suppose.

My Dad suffers from an odd kind of Tourette's syndrome. He's generally a mild-mannered sort of fellow. He divides his time between the golf course, abusing people on a West Ham forum in an attempt to avoid the ever-growing list of things that my mother has for him to do. He has some quite strong views on the Thatcher era, "New" Labour as well as the comedy of errors we have in power currently.

son..?

Daddy!

My friend really loved Jimmy Savile (the feeling would have probably been mutual) and asked him to fix it for her to meet Cher, another of her idols.

Despite the fact that she never heard back from Jim or any of the production crew or indeed anyone at all, she was convinced that it was going to happen and she kept her weekends free in case Jim called one Friday afternoon to tell her she was meeting Cher the next day.

She was a sweet girl but a little naive. Years later she was 100% sure she was going to marry one of the members of Hanson.

I personally never wrote to Jim or even watched the show as my mum said Jim was a dirty man - that doesn't mean my mum's as perceptive as b&d's dad, my mum says that about a lot of people on tv (the only exception to this is Ben Fogle, or as she sees him, Adonis).

@hats

Do you think it was the crushing disappointment of Savile's rejection that turned your friend into a lesbian?

I eschewed jimmy for tony hart and got my shoddy owl pic up in the gallery, I used to get so annoyed at kids who'd obviously had their mum help them draw, the bastards.

^^I think she saw it more as a rejection by Cher - after all, Jimmy Savile was such a lovely man, why would he not fix it for her if he could?

@Alkali

So did you get your dad to help you with yours then?

I got jimmy savilllle to help me. Well, he held my pencil...

Jim fixed it for me to be buried in a shallow grave in an outbuilding near an orphanage in Jersey.

I wrote to all those dodgy fuckers - Savile, Edmonds, Hart, Ball, Morris, Chegwin, Cant - and never got a single fucking reply or display of my artwork.

The details escape me, but it usually involved music or animals.

The 80s were a shit and desperate time, and it's only been downhill for society since then.

Good day, sir.

Yeah i deff Hart'd... involved some kind of charcoal drawing of the sea.

That reminds me this made me laugh the other day...

Art Attack: How to Draw a Cock - YouTube

I wrote to all those dodgy fuckers - Savile, Edmonds, Hart, Ball, Morris, Chegwin, Cant - and never got a single fucking reply or display of my artwork.

The details escape me, but it usually involved music or animals.

The 80s were a shit and desperate time, and it's only been downhill for society since then.

Good day, sir.

Bmmf, once you've seen one spaghetti painting you've seen em all

Also, ken dodd once touched me with his tickle-stick

It felt good

#ashamed

And, ref. Art attack: mark speight topping himself over a bit too much snuff for his g/f, silly cant

I didn't even know what pasta was until the 90s. Strictly Pot Noodles, or fish fingers on posh days.

Bring fixed it for me

Goodness gracious.

I didn't even know what pasta was until the 90s. Strictly Pot Noodles, or fish fingers on posh days.

Which is why your art dabblings were never aired, because:

A - fish fingers go maggoty pretty quick under studio lights

B - pot noodles weren't invented until the nineties!

Vesta curries and crispy pancakes however, now then now then now then

#wiggles cigar

I definitely had Pot Noodles in the 80s. Having double checked, the brand was launched by Golden Wonder in the UK in 1978.

#janglesbracelet

Can't find any pictures of the old Cheese & Tomato flavour though - it had a pukey smell before 'cooked' like those containers of dried parmesan cheese.