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Saturday night at 8 o'clock discovered me not at the movies however at the Cinema Museum, a concealed gem near the Oval cricket ground in South London, situated in a previous workhouse which was briefly home to the young Charlie Chaplin after his mom fell on tough times.

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

Coincidentally, the event was a one-man show by my old mate George Layton, actor, 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 narratives embeded in the 1950s, when he was growing up in post-war Bradford. They're wonderfully composed, warm, amusing, evocative, a piece of history, a working-class version of Richmal Crompton's Just William adventures.

The storylines are based upon the trials and tribulations of a young boy being raised by a single mom - a non-traditional domesticity at that time, sadly just too typical today. The Fib And Other Stories has remained in print because 1975 and found its way on to the school curriculum, where it remains today.

I can't help wondering, though, how frequently these remarkable texts are used in class these days, in between instructors packing their students' little heads with stylish far-Left propaganda about 'white opportunity', manifest destiny and, obviously, environment change.

The kids in the monochrome school photograph which formed the background to George's reading were definitely white, however no one might have described them as privileged. Those were the days when 'austerity' implied living from hand to mouth, not needing to opt for a fundamental 50in flat screen TV, rather of a 65in OLED Ultra model, and only having the ability to afford an iPhone 14 rather than the most recent all-singing, all-dancing AI version.

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

Until the digital/social media transformation, kids got their knowledge mainly from books, writes Littlejohn

In the 1950s, children experienced authentic hardship, not the hardship of ambition and imagination which blights this generation, through no fault of their own. Today, kids live through their smart phones, instead of roaming complimentary and experiencing life to the full.

Until the digital/social media revolution, kids gained their understanding mainly from books. Yes, TV played a huge function, as did the motion pictures, but no place near the dominance of TikTok and other apps using instant gratification in byte-sized pieces.

And how can squinting at the most current CGI produced hit on a cellular phone a couple of inches broad ever compare with the sort of old-school, big screen, Technicolor and Cinemascope, best-out-of-Hollywood experience commemorated at the Cinema Museum?

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

Among the most dismal things I've read recently was the author Anthony Horowitz regreting the reality that his 300-page books are far too long to engage the much shorter attention periods of today's children.

No wonder kid, and undoubtedly adult, literacy levels have actually plummeted amazingly. All this has contributed to the shocking discovery that white, working class students - kids in particular - are being left. Even Labour's Education Secretary Bridget Phillipson has actually been required to confess they have actually been 'betrayed' by the contemporary schools system.

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

Education was the escape of hardship. 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 neighboring pre-war Leeds.

Literacy is the best gift we can bestow on any child. My grandmas taught me to check out before I went to school, setting me on the early road to a fulfilling profession at the wordface rather than the relative drudgery of the workplace.

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

If the Education Secretary desires to reverse the betrayal of white, working class kids she could start by selecting up the phone and inviting George to visit schools, checking out from his brief stories.

I honestly think that if they might be convinced to look up from their mobiles for an hour, they 'd be enthralled and influenced by the experiences of a young boy not that various to them, despite the range in years.

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

When they're not tasering one-legged 92-year-old men or nicking individuals for posting hurty words on the internet, the authorities are progressively taking 2nd tasks to supplement their income.

Some are working as painters and decorators, others as scaffolders nand shipment drivers. More intriguingly, second tasks likewise include a DJ (PC Hammer, anyone?) and a reiki trainer, whatever that is.

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

It's likewise reported that some officers are working as grocery store . I don't expect there's any danger of them nicking a few thiefs.

Mind how you go.

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