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Saturday night at 8 o'clock found me not at the films however at the Cinema Museum, a hidden gem near the Oval cricket ground in South London, situated in a previous workhouse which was quickly home to the young Charlie Chaplin after his mother fell on difficult times.

Truth be informed, I seldom endeavor south of the river. As Dave, from the Winchester Club, warned Arthur Daley: 'Lot of extremely wicked individuals' in Sarf Lunnon.

Coincidentally, the celebration was a by my old mate George Layton, star, director, scriptwriter, author, whose finest hour - at least to my mind - was playing Des, the dodgy cars and truck mechanic in Minder.

George was checking out from his collection of brief stories embeded in the 1950s, when he was growing up in post-war Bradford. They're wonderfully written, warm, funny, expressive, a slice of history, a working-class version of Richmal Crompton's Just William adventures.

The stories are based on the trials and tribulations of a boy being brought up by a single mom - a non-traditional household life back then, sadly just too common today. The Fib And Other Stories has actually remained in print considering that 1975 and discovered its way on to the school curriculum, where it stays today.

I can't assist questioning, however, how typically these marvelous texts are used in class these days, in between teachers stuffing their students' little heads with trendy far-Left propaganda about 'white benefit', manifest destiny and, obviously, environment change.

The kids in the monochrome school picture which formed the backdrop to George's reading were certainly white, however nobody might have described them as fortunate. Those were the days when 'austerity' meant living from hand to mouth, not having to settle for a standard 50in flat screen TV, rather of a 65in OLED Ultra model, and only having the ability to pay for an iPhone 14 instead of the current all-singing, all-dancing AI variation.

Child hardship was real, bread-and-dripping, holes-in-your-shoes things, not dining on Deliveroo and hesitantly using last season's Nike trainers.

Until the digital/social media revolution, kids gained their understanding primarily from books, composes Littlejohn

In the 1950s, children experienced genuine difficulty, not the poverty of aspiration and creativity which blights this generation, through no fault of their own. Today, kids live via their mobile phones, rather of strolling complimentary and experiencing life to the full.

Until the digital/social media revolution, kids got their knowledge primarily from books. Yes, TV played a big role, as did the movies, but no place near the supremacy of TikTok and other apps using pleasure principle in byte-sized chunks.

And how can squinting at the newest CGI generated blockbuster on a mobile phone a couple of inches broad ever compare with the kind of old-school, cinema, Technicolor and Cinemascope, best-out-of-Hollywood experience commemorated at the Cinema Museum?

It can't. Just as the finest images are stated to be on the radio, even much better pictures can be discovered in the printed word.

One of the most depressing things I've read just recently was the author Anthony Horowitz complaining the truth that his 300-page books are far too long to engage the shorter attention periods these days's kids.

No wonder child, and undoubtedly adult, literacy levels have plunged alarmingly. All this has contributed to the shocking revelation that white, working class pupils - young boys in particular - are being left behind. Even Labour's Education Secretary Bridget Phillipson has been required to confess they have been 'betrayed' by the contemporary schools system.

They struggle with a lack of adult participation and following scarceness of aspiration. The white, working class kid in George Layton's stories certainly didn't suffer any adult neglect from his domineering mum. Nor did he do not have imagination or aspiration.

Education was the way out of poverty. It produced eloquent wordsmiths like George, in post-war Bradford - and our own dear Keith Waterhouse, late of this parish, who grew up in poverty in nearby pre-war Leeds.

Literacy is the best gift we can bestow on any child. My grandmas taught me to read before I went to school, setting me on the early road to a satisfying career at the wordface rather than the relative drudgery of the work environment.

George Layton is thinking about taking his one-man show on the road, to little provincial theatres. I have actually got a much better idea.

If the Education Secretary wants to reverse the betrayal of white, working class kids she might start by getting the phone and welcoming George to visit schools, checking out from his narratives.

I honestly think that if they might be encouraged to look up from their mobiles for an hour, they 'd be enthralled and motivated by the experiences of a young kid not that different to them, in spite of the distance in decades.

You never know, there may even be another Charlie Chaplin amongst them.

When they're not tasering one-legged 92-year-old guys or nicking people for posting hurty words on the internet, the police are significantly taking sidelines to supplement their income.

Some are working as painters and decorators, others as scaffolders nand shipment chauffeurs. More intriguingly, 2nd jobs also consist of a DJ (PC Hammer, anybody?) and a reiki instructor, whatever that is.

My favourites are beekeeper and kickboxing coach, although the copper running a tea shop needs to take the biscuit.

It's also reported that some officers are working as supermarket checkout assistants. I don't expect there's any risk of them nicking a few thiefs.

Mind how you go.

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