The Dream Catcher Project: All Authors Welcome As We Gear Up For A Two Ebook Release

The Dream Catcher ebook project, People, Place & Memories, now has forty-two writers working on their short stories, poems or prose ready for our end of February 2012 final submissions date.

Owing to the high interest in the project, we here at The Brighton Magazine have decided to make People, Places & Memories a two-part project (released simultaneously):

ebook one will be for Brighton-based writers, or those with a Brighton-centric short story, poem or piece of prose.

ebook two will contain the writing of authors from all other world localities – but still based on the People, Places & Memories submissions topic guidelines.

If you have any questions on the above, then please feel free to contact editor@brighton.co.uk

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A Write Carry On (Wholepoint Publications) is still looking for your recollections and memories on all things Carry On.

The book is a fictional tale from the pen of Talbot ‘Tolly’ Rothwell and covers the twenty-two Carry On movies he worked on as sole scriptwriter.

Check-out some of our related posts:

Talking Extramarital Affairs: Between The Sheets With Barbara Windsor

My Life With The Carry Ons. Part 1

The Readers Write: ‘Carry On' Submissions Flood In!

‘I’m Gonna Do This If It Kills Me ..’

A Write Carry On (Wholepoint Publications)  
For more info CLICK HERE.

Talking Extramarital Affairs: Between The Sheets With Barbara Windsor

Affairs can be so destructive. But what’s a girl to do when a man wears her down? In the case of Barbara Windsor she was never going to hold out for long.

She’d already succumbed to the charms of George Best:

‘There was this vision, this absolute vision. In the Sixties he was so beautiful. Anyway, in the bar afterwards he came over to me and I said, “Look, don’t waste your time with me, darling. You’ve got all these lovely ladies after you. And he said, “Well, when do I ever get to talk to somebody like you?” Well, that did it. That was it. A magic moment. It was great, he was fabulous.’

But that wasn’t the affair we are eluding to here. Nor was Babs’ dalliance with a Bee Gee. She once had a ‘magic moment’ with Maurice Gibb:

‘I said to him, “Where would you like to go? My friend said we could go for coffee? And he said: “Look Bar, let’s get it over and done with, let’s go to bed”. Because he knew that he wasn’t giving it on stage, so we went and had a little moment. It was lovely.’

No, the affair on most people’s lips was the one between Barbara Windsor and her fellow Carry On, Sid James.

He expected they’d ‘just do it’ and that would be that. But things turned out differently.

“I cared deeply for him. I didn't at first, he was just my leading man, who liked me,” recalls Barbara.

But things got a little deep and more that just a little complicated. The pair’s union became common knowledge, not least on the Carry On set.

Kenneth Williams didn’t like it that’s for sure. The woman he adored shacking up with the man he had little time for. Not good.

Babs admits that she had five abortions, the first three before the age of 21 and the last when she was 42. She also believes that physically she’s an acquired taste:

‘I’ll tell you about men. They either really want to give me one – I’ve had them say, “Ooh, I could really give you one” – or [they say]: ‘No, you don’t do anything for me”.’

No, extramarital affairs are good for tittle-tattle but bad for the health:

‘I couldn’t have survived my depression without my current man,' admits Babs. It’s a relationship that’s lasted 26 years.

A Write Carry On (Wholepoint Publications)  
For more info CLICK HERE.

My Life With The Carry Ons. Part 1

I met Kenneth Williams just the once. We stood, along with Jim Dale, in the front room of Talbot ‘Tolly’ Rothwell’s house. Tolly was the then scriptwriter of the much loved Carry On films (and Kenneth Williams and Jim Dale were two long serving actors of the successful series).

Kenneth was bleating. He did that a lot. If you were in another room with a crowd of chattering people, then that not-so-far-away sound of bleating was more than likely to be the sound of Kenneth Williams holding court. For when Kenneth was in a room 1/ he was never alone, and 2/ he was the king of all he surveyed and the others were there merely to listen.

‘Is this where you get felt?’ These were the first words Kenneth Williams uttered in my presence. I was barely into my teens and took his query to be one pertaining to non-woven cloth and not the sexually charged nod-and-a-wink meaning he had in mind.

Jim Dale piped-up in my defence and asked Kenneth to pipe-down. ‘He knows I’m only having a laugh, don’t you?’ I smiled back. Kenneth then asked my name and how come I happened to be at Tolly’s gaffe at the same time as comedy royalty.

I explained that Tolly and my dad had been friends since school and that we were often here at weekends. ‘Well, good for you. And what fine profession have you got your eye on,’ inquired Kenneth.

‘I want to be a vet.’

‘A vet. Dirty job. All those hours with you hands up strangers’ arses. What drew you to that?’

‘James Herriot. Well his books, I love them.’

‘Good for you,’ smiled Kenneth. ‘Read and ye shall find.’ He then broke his attention away from me, realised the bulk of guests were in another room .. and the next I heard was the not-so-distant sound of a bleating sheep.

A Write Carry On (Wholepoint Publications)  
For more info CLICK HERE.