Spike Milligan was undoubtedly a troubled, conflicted soul and it’s clear that some of his humour hasn’t worn well. But the deceptively simple and silly jokes and pictures he filled up books are a childhood joy that I’ve never lost. I can’t believe I’d have understood the Judith Hart poem above but would have laughed (and still do) at the ridiculous birds like the one below.
Good to remember, will follow. I’ve also written a personal tribute blog to Spike, if you’re interested.
That’s a lovely blog that you’ve written. Made me smile on a gloomy Monday morning.