On one occasion we were compering horse racing on film. It was a chance for the holiday makers to have a flutter on the horses. Each race was a film that was sealed in a tin and a member of the audience picked a film after they placed their bets. Each film had a serial number so after a while we knew by the number who was going to win as the films were resealed and used again.

A part of our act was to predict which number horse was going to win (we knew by the serial number). We would make a prediction of the winner and say to the audience that if we are wrong with the prediction you can throw us in the boating lake.

We did this for five races when the entertainment manager came in and told us to stop as it looked fixed, which it wasn't. We then had to make a wrong prediction so we were both thrown in the boating lake.

The problem was they just put in weed killer in the lake. Michael swallowed some water and ended up in hospital.

That was one of the stories. It doesn't sound funny now but it did at the time.

On a more serious note I hope that Michael gets over his troubles and that he gets on with life.

Howard is at the far left of the picture, in the middle row.
Michael is in right under the 'A' in Clacton.
Click on the picture for a slightly better view of Michael.