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The Blog Father I


was furious last week. The enemy, the good lady wife, turned off an episode of Murder She Wrote that I had not seen. I


will now never know if the slightly unshaven, foreign accented, dark suspicious eyed, slightly limping bloke in the opening scene…. was the killer. The fact that his name was something like Vladimir Murderofski and he was just visiting Cabot Cove in a black car with tinted windows….was no help to the plot whatsoever and…..and….that the other suspect, who picked up the gun after he found the door open, was a young, very good looking man with perfect teeth, ‘Bee Gee’ hair, and had a seriously ill son called Timmy, whose mother tragically died in a freak muffin toaster accident in the kitchen of Vladimir Murderofski’s uncle. If anyone has seen that episode, please let me know who done it! It had Dick van Dyke in it….hang on….it might have been Diagnosis Murder! That’s the one set in Midsummer isn’t it?


Strangely, this year I am due in the area where Murder She Wrote is set and I would love to find Cabot Cove if only to visit the graveyard and pay my respects to the 1347 people who have died there over the years. I am pretty sure I will be able to find the place as it must have a burial mound the size of which can only be match by the Egyptians. I blame the sheriff Amos Tupper. On average six people had to die before he


put down his plate of pie in Mrs Fletcher’s kitchen. Obviously the pressure got to him as he vanished after 19 episodes, joined the church, changed his name to Father Dowling and continued to bury people at an alarming rate, this time he could conduct the service himself and, I assume, picked up a bit of extra money in doing so.


more from Fitz this month ...........


Last month had an odd coincidence for me. I found myself working with two legendary newsreaders in one day. In the morning I was on stage with Angela Rippon CBE


who was hosting the International Dementia Conference in Plymouth. By the evening


I found myself talking to the ever youthful Jan Lemming, both passed this way in their early careers, in fact, Jan produced her Gus Honeybun key ring as a reminder of both our pasts. Jan did ask me where he was living these days and all I could tell her was that he is somewhere in a retirement burrow in


Cornwall as he never writes or phones. Still, it could have been worse, he might have got an acting role in Murder She Wrote and I suspect he would have ended up in one of Amos Tupper’s pies.


Have a great Easter. Fitz


P.S. No rabbit was cooked in the writing of this article.


Read more from Fitz by


visiting :www.tfbcommunications.co.uk You can also listen in to his show on Radio Devon weekdays 10pm-1pm Sun 3pm-5pm


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