The Full Post Is Going To Be A Tad Late Today,

as we used Diana's telephone to take the photographs of our meal out last night,

and as it is Sunday she is having a late start to the day, back to Saturday, for myself a day in the garden listening to old time radio, I have 40 or more episodes of Round the Horne, a quintessentially British humour radio show, I downloaded all of the episodes at Radio Echoes, from the site:

 '21 Genres of shows, 4,317 Series, for a total of 120,913 Episodes, all from the previous century. You are welcome to instantly play what you like and download what you decide to keep - all for FREE! Thanks for visiting - please come back often!'

all they ask is a donation of your choice, what a great site for both UK and US radio shows, my taste in radio shows runs from Just a Minute to Round the Horne, and today I was listening to Round the Horne, it is a BBC Radio comedy programme starring Kenneth Horne, first transmitted in four series of weekly episodes from 1965 until 1968, the first episode of Round the Horne was heard on 7 March 1965. Listeners immediately took to the characters introduced, such as Julian and Sandy, Dame Celia Molestrangler, Fiona and Charles, and Rambling Syd Rumpo, a little about Round the Horne,

image BBC the whole show is held together by Kenneth Horne, a most likable chap, it was a BBC Radio comedy programme starring Kenneth Horne, the show was created by Barry Took and Marty Feldman, who wrote the first three series. The fourth was written by Took, Johnnie Mortimer, Brian Cooke and Donald Webster, Horne's supporting cast comprised Kenneth Williams, Hugh Paddick, Betty Marsden and, in the first three series, Bill Pertwee. The announcer was Douglas Smith, who also took part in the sketches. All except the last series featured music by Edwin Braden, played by the band "the Hornblowers", with a song in the middle of each show performed by the close-harmony singing group the Fraser Hayes Four; in the fourth series, the music was by Max Harris with a smaller group of players than the earlier series, the programme was transmitted on a Sunday afternoon for a family audience, but writers Barry Took and Marty Feldman took advantage of the permissive air of mid Sixties Britain to insert lots of saucy humour, 

the most popular characters, Julian and Sandy, spoke in Polari - the underground slang used before the decriminalisation of homosexuality - and produced several catchphrases that passed into common use, a little about them, Julian and Sandy, played by Hugh Paddick and Kenneth Williams respectively, both were in the show playing a couple of camp out-of-work actors, at the time of the shows male homosexuality was illegal in the UK, laws meant that any male homosexual could be arrested by the police, this led to the development of a secret language so that gay men could converse without being understood in front of straight members of the community similar to Cockney rhyming slang, the language was called Polari, it was widely used by the British gay community from the 1900s to the 1970s, it meant that there was a show within a show in which the producers of it the BBC did not know what they were broadcasting! during the day every 30 minutes or so I moved the sprinkler around the garden, in the late afternoon I went upstairs just before Diana arrived home, so shower and change of clothes and we were out for Diana's birthday meal,

Diana's restaurant of choice, Miso in Beckenham,

I made a early start, 'Cheers!',

for our starters we chose deep fired spicy chicken, 

garlic pork ribs, 

sesame seeds sprinkled over prawns on toast, 

time to tuck in, 

'Cheers!',

next for us, 

a quarter of crispy duck served with cucumber, spring onions, hoi-sin sauce & pancakes,

help yourself!

delicious, 

we only ordered one main course which we shared, stir fried chicken breast with red and green peppers, Chinese mushrooms, coconut milk and satay sauce served with egg fried rice, with my wine and two bottles of cola for Diana the bill came to £68.00 plus service charge, we were both full to bursting, 

as we made our way back home, where it was feet up for a Midsomer murder and for myself a spicy rum nightcap or three, before we were off to bed.