Jimmy Savile: Life After Death!!

Jimmy Savile

Everybody in Britain, Jews, Gentiles, Protestants, Catholics even heathens, agnostics, atheists and sinners, are praying.

Some praying that they got it right others praying that they are wrong. All praying for one thing: that there really is life after death.

Life after death so that Jimmy Savile is getting his just deserts.

Of course before I go on I have to say that the above deserts is spelt correctly (as is spelt) and is not desserts, which is what the Americans call the pudding course:
from 1599, in Warning Faire Women:

"Upon a pillory - that all the world may see, A just desert for such impiety."

For the Americans reading this, or other people abroad, Jimmy Savile was a “TV Personality” here in the UK, who died last year. Since his death it has been discovered that he was a predatory sex offender. Mainly with young girls in vulnerable positions: girls with learning difficulties, girls in children's homes, hospitals and girls that were a bit simple, probably plain and a lot of the incidents took place in his dressing room when he was compare of Top Of the Pops, a pop music show, popular in the 70s, 80s and 90s.
Here is a quote from the Telegraph:
Savile was first investigated by police “for interfering with young girls” when a nightclub manager in Leeds as long ago as 1958. His former bodyguard has told The Sunday Telegraph that Savile claimed to have paid officers to drop the case.
It was the first in a series of at least six investigations that included:
An inquiry into underage sex taking place in the Top of the Pops changing rooms in the late 1960s, according to the show’s then producer. Police interviewed BBC staff but did not pursue a case;
An allegation in 1971 that Savile was involved with a 15-year-old dancer on Top of the Pops, who committed suicide. The girl’s half-brother said Savile was interviewed as a witness, but no further action was taken;
Claims that Savile was abusing patients at Stoke Mandeville Hospital in the late 1970s. John Lindsay, a detective constable at the time, reported the allegations – made by a nurse – to his commanding officer but was told there was not enough evidence to proceed against a celebrity of Savile’s stature;
So here we are a little more than a year after his death and we are all wise after the event.

I saw Jimmy Savile round and about a few times. A nasty looking little man with a moon face who wasn't funny, didn't have any talent, charisma or sex appeal. He looked asexual and I often wondered where he got his money from; driving around in a Rolls Royce and smoking big cigars – he was a deejay for Christ sake. He would boast rather than reveal himself and when he died last year not one of the deejays who worked with him throughout the years recalled ever having a serious conversation with him.

He lived with his mother up to the time of her death and there was talk that he kept his mother's body in the house like Norman Bates did in Psycho; that was a theory, an apocryphal story or an urban myth, as they say in America.
That's the trouble with urban myths and conspiracy theories – they hide the truth.
I saw him at Top Of the Pops when I was working in the next studio at the BBC and when I finished one day I met a friend who was working on the show. He told me to come and see a dress rehearsal and then we could go to the BBC Club for a few drinks; which turned out to be a helluva few drinks.

I watched the rehearsal and stood where the dancing audience were going to stand and the cameras went around me; there were a few girls in there and a few plain looking girls with Savile. I remember thinking what a swell guy he must be to bring those girls – little more than children – for a day trip to Top Of the Pops where they would see Roger Daltrey, Sweet and other pop stars of the day. They were in the studio and the stars had to walk through the crowd to get to where they were to perform; in the rehearsal it wasn't a push.

When we had finished our drinks in the club I went back in to the studio and was told that if the camera came near me, and I was in shot, I had to dance; which I did. More people seemed to spot me on that show than in any of the other TV shows and plays I had been in!!

The place was full of very attractive girls, and the show's dancers, either Pans People or Legs and Co, were the official dancers. I used to see the official girl dancers a lot at the BBC rehearsal rooms in North Acton and was on a nodding acquaintance with one one or two of them. I never saw any of the attractive girls, or the dancers, go anywhere near Savile; his acolytes were the poor things that surrounded him who came from wherever he had inveigled them. The rest of the girls in the studio had to prove they were over 16 to be admitted – so they were above the age of consent – but Jimmy's girls didn't need that.

So now we have Jimmy Savile – Sir Jimmy Savile as he was – on the front of every newspaper in Britain every day and the real news has been forgotten; oh what a godsend for the government.

Savile's coffin.