It would seem that the BBC was/is a hotbed of sexual deviancy, and that the 'talent' seemingly has a free pass to get away with murder. Not literally murder, they haven't revealed their policy on murderers yet. Paedophilia on the other hand is apparently fine, as is any kind of sexual harassment of women in employment. First of all we had the dazzling revelation that Jimmy Savile was a predatory paedophile, (who would have guessed?), a 'well known soap star' was also at it, and that Freddie Starr (allegedly) and Gary Glitter (almost certainly given his form, sue me) had some sort of sex party in Jimmy Savile's dressing room, (if walls could talk, Jimmy Savile's dressing room would have enough material for a whole series of books).

According to a story in today's Daily Telegraph, Wilfred Brambell was involved in the abuse of young boys in the early 1970s, in Jersey of all places. One of the boys was a resident at Haut de la Garenne, who it would seem had an open door policy to the paedophile community, who used the place as a sordid pick and mix counter. Obviously this is another case of revealing the disgusting habits of someone who can't face justice, but then again, had it come out at the time when Steptoe and Son was riding high in the ratings, then chances are that the BBC would have buried the story to preserve a top-rated television show. There has to be at least some of these co-conspirators alive today to face questioning about why they kept quiet; were they in on it too perhaps? Were they bribed? Threatened? It wouldn't surprise me if they were part of a bigger child abuse activity. It's already been suggested that Jimmy Savile has a 'paedophile ring', there are as yet no reports on the rest of his jewelry.

Talking of creepy disc jockeys, a while ago I tweeted this...

Not going to libel, but my money is on E* 'S******' S****** and D*** L** T***** being mentioned in the news sooner rather than later.
— Steve Oliver(@SteveOliver76) October 8, 2012

I need to make it clear that I wasn't suggesting that either of the names were paedophiles, not that it matters because nobody will ever decipher who I was talking about. My prediction was based on the allegations regarding the behaviour towards women in the 1970s and 1980s, and recent revelations by Liz Kershaw among others about being groped by men at the BBC. You only need to watch the old Top Of The Pops repeats on BBC4 to see how sinister some of the presenters appeared. Well, now I want to let you in on a secret. One of the names I alluded to was Dave Lee Travis, that's what DLT stood for in the tweet. The only thing I said was that his name was going to be mentioned in the paper, I didn't say why, so nobody can sue me for this. It is not libelous to merely state that somebody was going to get their name in the paper, and believe me, I have been very careful how I phrased this blog. I am also on safe ground in my use of the word 'creepy', as that is only my opinion, I think Dave Lee Travis is creepy looking. It's his eyes. Anyway, Dave Lee Travis has found himself in the papers recently, accused of groping young women while filming Top Of The Pops. This might or might not be true, although I personally (can't sue me for having an opinion) have always found him a bit weird. Don't get me wrong, I used to like his weekend mid-morning show on Radio One when I was a kid. He was always a bit pompous, (people in glass houses, I'll say it for you) but his light-hearted idiocy was ideal for the time, and of course an inspiration for the Smashie and Nicey characters. To fully understand his leery creepiness, all you have to do is watch an episode of Top Of The Pops 1977 on BBC4.



Perhaps more creepy letch than full on Savile noncery at work here, from someone who didn't realise what a cunt he looks. He denies all wrongdoing, and we will have to wait and see what happens.

The way things are going, there are going to be a lot of names revealed very soon. We have already all found out what the papers didn't tell us, which is that John Simpson was prevented from reporting on the findings that a 'much loved children's radio presenter' abused young boys in his dressing room in a spree dating back to the 1920s. His reference to 'Uncle Dick' wasn't exactly the Enigma Code, as it appears to have been 'Uncle Mac', or Derek McCulloch to give him his full name, the host of Children's Favourites and Children's Hour. Another dead person who can't face justice.

The real problem is going to come when these names are revealed to be people that we all love, or like at the very least. I'm sure that anybody who was famous and working for the BBC back then is nervously awaiting questioning.

I am not going to libel the living, but has anyone noticed how silent Sooty has been?

I walked past a transit van parked up in a residential area, it might have been parked up while the driver did some work on a house, or maybe it was the house of the driver and had just finished work and was home for dinner, (it was after five). Whatever the situation, the van was parked and wasn't surrounded by any sign of life. My eye was caught by the sign on the side of the van, the sign that we have no doubt seen written on work vans before; "No tools are left in this van", written as a warning that there simply is no point in breaking into the van and attempting to steal from it. On the dashboard of this van, for reasons I do not know, there sat a cheese grater. Not you might think, a common thing to have in a work van, or indeed any vehicle. Not unless the driver insists on having his packed lunch made from scratch to the point where he grates his own cheese on site. Maybe he also slices his own bread, peels the leaves from a lettuce, and slices some ham. Perhaps his van was awash with knives, a breadboard, a knife and fork, and a choice of pickles and sauces?

My concern was that the presence of a cheese grater might have in some way negated the 'no tools' signage. Surely the cheese grater is a tool, a tool to aid the grating of cheese, (you can also use it for carrots among other things). You could of course argue that it is a utensil, and not a tool at all, as my girlfriend did when I brought the subject up, (I imagine this is what being married to Jeremy Paxman is like). But then again, is a utensil a tool? Or should I stop worrying about such piffling matters?

When Jimmy Savile died last year, I tweeted at the time that I wouldn't be a hypocrite by paying tribute to someone who gave me the creeps. I always said that he was a paedophile and now it looks like I had a point.

I don't like the fact that nobody came forward simply because he was bringing in the ratings and making a lot of money for charity. Was he really that untouchable in life that he could get away with having sex with underage girls, and using an approved school as his own private pick and mix. The phrase 'it is a pity that Jimmy Savile is dead' is one that nobody ever thought would be used, but this of course means that whatever the outcome of this investigation, Savile can't face justice.

People turning a blind eye to this kind of thing is the true crime here. Jimmy Savile, and others, could have been investigated and arrested at the time and saved a lot more innocent people going through the same thing.

When I lived in Southend On Sea, I found out that a local gym, The Academy on London Road, was a front for a child porn operation. Not only that, but my boss Fred Spring Junior was a shareholder. When I told people this, they either didn't believe me or knew about it but couldn't prove it. Fred was clever enough to not leave a trail, and his father Fred Senior was well regarded with the police and local magistrates, so could make certain problems disappear. Fred Junior was arrested for improper behaviour in a public toilet on more than one occasion, but these arrests were dealt with by his dad. The police didn't listen to me, and I worried that I couldn't do anything. When I left Southend, (not my choice), I tried a different tactic. I wrote a detailed letter to The News Of The World. I wouldn't normally have tried to deal with a newspaper you could best describe as 'cuntish', but TNOTW did enjoy a good expose in their time. I never heard back from them, nor do I know if they followed up my letter.