(For Peter) YOUR FAVOURITE OLYMPIC THROWING EVENT.

[Rob Baker]

A bizarre night. The "Daily Star" had decided to organise a series of "Beau Peep Days" at Pontin's camps throughout the country. Andrew and I had to turn up at these holiday stalags and sign autographs while wishing the earth would swallow us up. The whole thing culminated in a Beau Peep night at Stringfellows. I may have danced. There were several minor celebrities and models wandering around. Unlike Tarks, I didn't threaten the light heavyweight champion of the world.

Stalag 9, Pontins, Burnham-on-Sea, June 18th 1987....




How The Star reported the Stringfellows bash:


And to prove I was there too, here's my invite...



PS....I may accidently put up some photos of hoards of screaming autograph hunters stalking their prey at Pontins, unless I recieve a brown envelope stuffed with used fivers by first post tomorow.  I'm not a blackmailer - it's such an ugly word. Though not as ugly as 'carbuncle'.

[Colin]

Rob, you don't post very often, but when you do, wham, your right in there with all the info.

Anything else you'd like to share about Mr's Kettle & Christine?

[Colin]

Rob, you don't post very often, but when you do, wham, your right in there with all the info.

Anything else you'd like to share about Mr's Kettle & Christine?

And you two guys might have looked a wee bit happier during your signing.

[Vulture]

Were the Pontin's prison shirts compulsory?

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

Were the Pontin's prison shirts compulsory?

That was the same shirt I stopped wearing after the Stringfellows do (I kid you not - although mine was a peppermint green stripe). Such slaves to fashion we were back then.

Thanks for the memories, Rob - I still have my invitation too...er...somewhere.

By the way, in answer to Vulture's question on another thread, the bearded one.

[Roger Kettle]

Rob, as I've said before, scoff if you like----I wasn't the one who turned up at that Pontin's camp dressed as a **!*!** camel!
Great memories.

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

Was Rob the Bactrian camel at Stringfellows, Roger?

No, wait - that was Maria...

[peter]

Unlike Tarks, I didn't threaten the light heavyweight champion of the world.

Is that who he was? I thought he was in Eastenders.

!

There were so many Page 3 (sorry - Page 5...it was the Daily Star) wannabes there that it looked like a plastic surgeon's convention, and by the end of the night I was desperate to remind myself of what a real woman looked like. IKing's Cross for the night.

Just before I left Stringfellows, I was propositioned and invited to carry on the festivities at a 'private party'. They seemed like a very nice bunch of lads, but I declined politely, and never wore that shirt again, nor rolled up my jacket sleeves like a Miami Vice extra.

That London. What is it like?!!

You mean you actual meet Doris.

[Tarquin Thunderthighs lll]

No names, no pack drill!

[Rob Baker]

Rob, you don't post very often, but when you do, wham, your right in there with all the info.  Anything else you'd like to share about Mr's Kettle & Christine?

Loads Colin, but I daren't.  You need to be wary of the Scotish mafia - I'll probably find a haggis's head in the bed.

[The Peepmaster]

Rob, you don't post very often, but when you do, wham, your right in there with all the info.  Anything else you'd like to share about Mr's Kettle & Christine?

Loads Colin, but I daren't.  You need to be wary of the Scotish mafia - I'll probably find a haggis's head in the bed.

Rob - you have to be the official biographers of those two ne'er-do-wells once they've popped their mortal clogs. Damn it - you should be running this website!

[Colin]

Rob, you don't post very often, but when you do, wham, your right in there with all the info.  Anything else you'd like to share about Mr's Kettle & Christine?

Loads Colin, but I daren't.  You need to be wary of the Scotish mafia - I'll probably find a haggis's head in the bed.

Rob - you have to be the official biographers of those two ne'er-do-wells once they've popped their mortal clogs. Damn it - you should be running this website!

Is that because you don't feel up to it anymore Peepmaster?

[The Peepmaster]

No, I suddenly feel remarkably under-qualified!

[Mince]

I'll write Roger's biography: My days as The Master!

Mind you, he'll probably just regenerate and write it himself.

[Rob Baker]

Rob - you have to be the official biographers of those two ne'er-do-wells once they've popped their mortal clogs. Damn it - you should be running this website!

Cheers Peepsie, don't know about that, but when I win the Lottery I'm going to fund a new Beau Peep Book. And then an antholigy - a classy book for every year since '78 with every strip ever published. My collection of cuttings is getting a bit dog-eared now.