Didn’t He Do Well? Farewell, Brucie.

Have I Got News for You?

Since I started blogging back in 2011, I have written more posts about Sir Bruce Forsyth than anyone else. He’s been a constant in my life. My happiest memories are from when I was a child in Torquay, living above a sweetshop with my parents and two older brothers. It was the early 70s, a great decade to be a kid, and Brucie played a part in this. Every Saturday evening, we’d watch The Generation Game together as a family, along with over 20 million other Britons. It’s hard to explain to the next generation just how big a part he played in my generation and my parents’ generation. Seven decades of all round family entertainment, the likes of which we’ll never see again.

I was so sad to hear the news yesterday. My heart actually did stop beating for a few moments and I shed a tear or two. I thought of my lovely dad who I associate with those days, who died in 1978 when I was ten. Brucie has been a constant in my life which has known a fair bit of loss. But he lived a good life. A long life. With a close family and the love of a nation.

And I’ll always have my homage to him in the form of my first novel, The Generation Game. What else could I have called it?

 

 

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Ladies, Gentlemen, and Children

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Good Game, Good Game

Arise Sir Bruce…

I Love Sir Brucie

Didn’t he do well?

Sir Bruce?

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