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When I was a boy in the late 50's and early 60's, us boys in school would always chat on a Monday in School, about the Sunday episode of "The Clitheroe Kid", reliving it all over again. Jimmy was the ideal boy as far as we were concerned, as he was cheeky and irreverent in ways that we were never allowed to be, so was a great hero.
I have told this story on AB before but ......
When I was a boy, my Grandmother took me to see Jimmy Clitheroe in a Panto, at the Golders Green Hippodrome. I think it was Cinderella and Jimmy must have been playing Buttons. It was terribly excited about this and kept talking about it for weeks before we went. All my friends in school were green with envy.
After the show was over, my Granny suggested that we go around to the Stage Door and get Jimmy's autograph. If I was excited after the Panto, this was the icing on the cake. We waited patiently for ages, and eventually Jimmy came out of the Stage Door. My Granny prodded me in the back and told me to hurry up and get his autograph, before it was too late.
"But where is Jimmy " I asked ?. "Over there in the raincoat" she said.
I looked and I couldn't see Jimmy, just a very short little old man, wearing a raincoat and smoking a cigarette.
Of course, I had never realised that Jimmy Clitheroe wasn't really a 10 year old boy, and the shock sent me into floods of tears ! Radio paints the best pictures, as it is sometimes said.
When we got home, I was still very tearful and refused to listen to any more Sunday radio shows for over 2 weeks ! I recovered of course but the emotional scarring took some time to heal. Our childhood heroes are very precious to us and we should take great care of them.
Years later, when I was involved in Amateur Dramatics, I can recall my Producer talking about the "Suspension of Disbelief" ....I knew exactly what he meant.