Reader Tina has kindly sent me this photo of a double rainbow she spotted over Preacher's Knob in Broadstairs at the weekend. I know I'm often less than complimentary about the Dickensians' Playground, but you have to admit it's got a certain quaint charm. And, um, emptiness.And reader Christine writes:
Hi, just found your site by accident and got so engrossed that i have forgotten what i was looking for originally! (But then i do that in Tescos). I liked it - design, writing, style, content etc. but wondered why you do it? It must take ages.
Who are you?
Christine
Well, Christine, I'm flattered to be compared to Tescos, although Waitrose might have been a bit more appropriate. Why do I do it? Search me, guv. Who am I? I'm afraid that's a question only Dr Fraudstein, my celebrity psychiatrist, can answer.
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Dear Christine
ECR has his own unique way of reporting but underneath it all his great love and appreciation of Ramsgate and its people shines through. I for one could not do wothout my daily fix of ECR!
Hear hear. The head might get too big soon though
I'm blushing!
Nice photo!
I have found the true identity of Eastcliffe Richard. He used to live in Broadstairs before leaving the old homestead behind for a better life, several miles down the road. He is none other than George M. Cohan who wrote this song that featured in a musical in New York City:
Give my regards to Broadstairs!
Remember me to Harold Road!
Tell all the gang at old York Street
That I will soon be there!
Whisper of how I'm yearning
To mingle with the old time throng!
Give my regards to Old Broadstairs
And say that I'll be there, 'ere long!
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