All of the little, yet wonderful, memories of my growing up years are being chipped away at. It was with sadness that I learned of journalist Alan Whicker's passing away at the age of 87. They say you never see the change from day to day and this is correct. Its only when hearing of Alan Whicker's passing away that I realised; I could not remember when Whicker's World stopped broadcasting.
In the sixties and the seventies I can remember this tv show that was brought to us by Alan Whicker. I remember people imitating his voice and the canned laughter. It was part of that television era - part of my Retro Brit memories.
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