He fumbled and groped and maybe a lot worse. But it was long time ago, he is dead and the teenagers who were defiled are now grandmothers. Of course the press are getting their own back on the BBC for phone hacking, BBC journalists have at last got an open season on their managers,politicians always like to turn the tables on the media and the lawyers are just licking their lips and looking at third and fourth homes.
So here are two family stories about Sir Jimmy who lets not forget in-between groping and worse sessions raised at least £40m for charity. So far 160 have stepped forward to say,he did something naughty. Do the math.
First from 1974 to 1992 Savile ran the highly successful TV show Jim’ll Fix It. A member of the public would put in a request and Jim as if by magic would get it done. Troops of scouts had their lunch on the Blackpool big dipper,a fan got a small part in a Dr Who episode,a girl got to drop an antique on Antiques Road Show,disabled children got to go Disney Land,someone got to meet Princess Ann. My brother in law tell of his nephew who because of Sir Jim fixing it.ended up milking a cow blindfold. All good family stuff.
In 1988 Vivien through her being Princess Diana’s milliner was very high profile. In that year a family in Blackburn contacted the TV show. Their 80 year old mother, Winifred, who had worked all her life as a cleaner had one ambition,to wear the kind of hat the” fine ladies at Ascot races wear”. Step forward Viv Knowland. She appeared on TV,fitted the hat,cream silk and satin,and the old lady had won more than the lottery,she had fulfilled her life’s ambition.
Winifred died two months later. I hope the family are writing into the local press to say how much pleasure, child groping ,Jimmy Saville gave their old Mum.
Boarding school in the sixties had few pleasures. But the birth of rock and roll was one. Leading the charge in this revolution was disc jockey Jimmy Savile. Not least through his Teen and Twenty disc club on Radio Luxembourg. Enterprising members of H dorm had joined this club. We were most proud that our membership number was the one after Elvis Presley.
If there is any problem ,and the medieval mob led by their lawyers dig up the body,I’m happy that it can rest in peace in my garden. By the way I was groped once by my prep school English teacher and once by the tobacconist in Highbury Barn. To say it fucked up my life is putting it mildly. I haven’t had a night’s sleep since.
But on a slightly different tack don’t you get the irony of the BBC executives paying themselves more and more(because they were worth it) while they let Sir Jimmy do his evil deeds and then suppressed the programme that would have exposed his evil. I see the New York Times is having second thoughts about the Mark Thompson ex BBC top guy taking over.Ha Ha.