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Hysterical Productions #16
Posted by Viv Wilson on 1st November 1974 in Early Days | mediaeval banquets,racing car,olympia,london,ira,birmingham,hoar cross hall
HYSTERICAL PRODUCTIONS: By the end of 1974 we had done about 40 banquets and they were still going strong. Most of the original cast were still with us but we were on our second king now and also doing our own catering and bar, whereas when we first started, we had got a catering firm in to do it all. Every weekend over 200 people came to sample our Noble Brose, Roast Lambe and Saracen’s Delight and sing along to ‘I’m Henry VIII I am’ whilst drinking beer, wine and mead.
But it was a very adult environment for 15 year old girls to work in; a few of my school friends also worked at the banquets as wenches and we were constantly being chatted up by...
Hysterical Productions #17
Posted by Viv Wilson on 10th February 2019 in Growing Up In a Stately Home |
...ecoming a rock chick”
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The Tax Man Cometh! #28
Posted by Viv Wilson on 15th March 2020 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,meynell arms,april fools day,duchy of cornwall,prince of wales,tax man,vicar,wedding,bride
...THE TAX MAN COMETH: My parents’ court case was finally over and my dad had six months to leave the family home, Hoar Cross Hall. In the meantime my mum had to find the funds to buy him out and he had to find another house to live in. He also had an awful lot of stuff to move too! He eventually found a house in nearby Burton-on-Trent but as it was obviously a lot smaller he had to get rid of a lot of his possessions and one of the first things to go was his Lotus Elite. He advertised it in the local paper but instead of getting a phone call from a likely buyer, the first call was from the local tax office. Back in those days they used to check adverti...Hysterical Productions #15
Posted by Viv Wilson on 21st September 2020 in Growing Up In Stately Home | mediaeval banquets,King,fire eater,long gallery,birmingham,londons olympia,afghan,New Years Eve
...ecoming a rock chick”
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...The Tax Man Cometh! #26
Posted by Viv Wilson on 8th November 2021 in Growing Up In a Stately Home | hoar cross hall,Meynell,meynell ingram arms,april fools day,Bride,wedding,duchy of cornwall,knighthood,fire brigade
...My parents’ court case was finally over and my dad had six months to leave the family home, Hoar Cross Hall. In the meantime my mum had to find the funds to buy him out and he had to find another house to live in. He also had an awful lot of stuff to move too! He eventually found a house in nearby Burton-on-Trent but as it was obviously a lot smaller he had to get rid of a lot of his possessions and one of the first things to go was his Lotus Elite. He advertised it in the local paper but instead of getting a phone call from a likely buyer, the first call was from the local tax office. Back in those days they used to check advertisements in the newspapers and...
Party On! #18
Posted by Viv Wilson on 1st June 1976 in Early Days |
...PARTY ON! One of the great things about living in a stately home is that you can have a wild party with the loudest of music – and no-one will hear it! I was now going out with Kev, whom I had met at college. Mum was a bit disappointed that my sensible boyfriend and I had parted company after 18 months of an on/off relationship but she begrudgingly accepted Kev into the fold and eventually met all the other members of the band. I think she wanted to put her mind at rest that they were a bunch of nice lads and not a drug crazed rock band eating bats! Which of course they were! No – I’m only kidding! After the awful split up at Christmas my parents...