What A Bench.

Call Roger Bucklesby grumpy, or bitchy (or benchy?), or senile as hell, but perhaps he was just plain ‘ol observant.


What a NAME. That man was full out Bri’ish, no questions asked.

I hope he sang a mean “Chim Chim Cheree” in his day, and walked with a little skip.

I bet he’s hating me right now. From hell.