Not so tattifilarious
It’s not a beautiful day in Liverpool. It’s not a beautiful day across Britain, particularly for the little guys, the Diddy Men.
This was how they heard the news:
“Doddy died."
”Did he?”
“No, Doddy!”
In Knotty Ash, Doddy’s Dotty Diddy Men, tickling sticks drooping, don’t have much to be tickled about... but wait! What do I hear up there.
”What a beautiful day, for shaking off one’s mortal coil, popping up to St Peter and saying “How long will the Big Fella keep you hanging around out here, you naughty boy?”
Hold tight Heaven, Doddy's arrived!.
"Tatty bye everybody!”
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: Sir Ken Dodd. Unique entertainer. Tickling stick. Tattifilarious. Diddy Men.
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Neville Hunt about 6 years ago
Doddy died in the house he was born in in Knotty Ash, Liverpool over 90yrars ago. He was Mr Happiness and an extraordinary performer. His performances would invariably overrun way, way beyond Midnight because he loved his job! His last performance was 28 December 2017. He was then 90 years old, less than three months ago. Phenomenal. Tatty bye Doddy, tatty bye!
