Late 70's classic from the ever-brilliant Mirrorpix photo library.Reference Number WA1412495
Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher toured South London and met Eric Morley Conservative candidate for Dulwich and his wife Julia May 1979
Eric Morley was, of course, the former boss of Mecca entertainment group and the man who would appear onstage and announce the winners "in reverse order" at the all-important results stage of the Miss World competitions. In the 1979 General Election he chopped back Labour's 7,500 majority to a mere 122 in Dulwich. Still, apparently he was nice to his grandchildren*.
*Or maybe he wasn't? I don't know. If you're one of Morley's off-spring and - actually - he was a bastid, let me know!
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I used to know someone who was great pals with one of his children. Whether he was a cunt or not I couldn't say.
Shall we try and find out? Nail this thing once and for all?
Here's an eye-witness report from the 1975 Miss World competition...
"The first sign of trouble from among the competitors came during the unscreened preliminary judging in the swimsuit event. All the contestants had to face the judges in lines of six, and then were supposed to wheel round to stand with their ankles together while the judges studied them from behind. Four of the French-speaking competitors - from Belgium, France, Luxembourg and Mauritius - had enough of being regimented. They had earlier agreed among themselves to remain facing the judges. "It is degrading for a girl to have to show her bottom to the judges," declared Miss Mauritius. "We refused to be treated like slave girls." Eric Morley said through clenched teeth: "Of course the girls must be seen from behind." One of the judges, Susan George, later supported the four rebels when she said that "they were justified in making a demonstration." ".
Susan George is my showbiz mate, so I think that proves Eric Morley was, if not a cunt, at least a bit of a cock.
On the other hand, since when did French birds get all hoity-toity about showing their bums to all and sundry?
I am Eric Morley's grandson. He beat me nightly and made me eat scotch eggs until I was sick. He smelt of Bruno Ready Rubbed and camomile lotion and interfered with me on a regular basis. Them French birds ain't the half of it.
Goodness me - the "langauge"!
i meant "language", obv
*is a twat*
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