Toby Esterhase

Retired Cyber Security Consultant. Father, Grandfather & Husband. CSN(Y), Gram, Burritos, The Band and Gene Clark preferably whilst drinking cider & real ale.

[James Woods @RealJamesWoods]

Heaven has found its voice. Rest in His arms, angel.

#RipDollyParton

[Legends Of Classic Rock @lofcr1]

David Crosby was born August 14 1941

[🇬🇧📺 Classic British TV 📺🇬🇧 @Classicbritcom]

Remembering the late Actor, Terry-Thomas (10 July 1911 – 8 January 1990)

[Toby Esterhase @TheIncider1]

@KingBobIIV @PaulPitt1967 How sad - he seemed like a nice guy. RIP

[Toby Esterhase @TheIncider1]

@CinemaTweets1 👍

[Toby Esterhase @TheIncider1]

@CFCParee Nice one!

[Jennifer Thetford-Kay @JenKteach]

Today we remember Captain Robert Laurence Nairac GC, murdered by the Provisional IRA on 15th May 1977. Captain Nairac was a British Army officer in the Grenadier Guards. On his fourth tour of duty in Northern Ireland, serving as a Military Intelligence Liaison Officer at Headquarters 3 Infantry Brigade, he was abducted while on an undercover operation from The Three Steps pub in Dromintee, South Armagh, on the night of 14th May 1977.

On 13 February 1979, Nairac was posthumously awarded the George Cross. The citation, as reproduced in The London Gazette, read:

"Captain Nairac served for four tours of duty in Northern Ireland totalling twenty-eight months. During the whole of this time he made an outstanding personal contribution: his quick analytical brain, resourcefulness, physical stamina and above all his courage and dedication inspired admiration in everyone who knew him.

On his fourth tour Captain Nairac was a Liaison Officer at Headquarters 3 Infantry Brigade. His task was connected with surveillance operations.

On the night of 14/15 May 1977 Captain Nairac was abducted from a village in South Armagh by at least seven men. Despite his fierce resistance he was overpowered and taken across the border into the nearby Republic of Ireland where he was subjected to a succession of exceptionally savage assaults in an attempt to extract information which would have put other lives and future operations at serious risk. These efforts to break Captain Nairac's will failed entirely. Weakened as he was in strength—though not in spirit—by the brutality, he yet made repeated and spirited attempts to escape, but on each occasion was eventually overpowered by the weight of numbers against him. After several hours in the hands of his captors, Captain Nairac was callously murdered by a gunman of the Provisional Irish Republican Army who had been summoned to the scene. His assassin subsequently said "He never told us anything".

Captain Nairac's exceptional courage and acts of the greatest heroism in circumstances of extreme peril showed devotion to duty and personal courage second to none."

Nearly five decades later, his remains have still never been recovered, denying his family the dignity of a proper burial. After 49 years, it is time to bring closure to Captain Nairac’s family and to honour his service with the dignity he deserves.
We Will Remember Them
“𝕲𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖍 𝖓𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘, 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖓 𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖘.”
#WeWillRememberThem #LestWeForget

[ClassicRockMemories @nottco]

"The whole idea of rock and roll is to get people off their arses - that's what it's about"

Remembering Steve Marriott , who died today 20th April 1991

@Rockstarscars @Superstar_Cars #SteveMarriott #photography

[🇬🇧📺 Classic British TV 📺🇬🇧 @Classicbritcom]

Remembering the late Actor, Bob Grant (14 April 1932 – 8 November 2003)

[Stars and Cars @Superstar_Cars]

Remembering Stuart Adamson, much missed frontman of Big Country and founder member of The Skids, born #OnThisDay in 1958.

📷 Rob Verhorst, Sandra Adamson.

@NewWaveAndPunk @GCPunkNewWave @ScotsPostPunk

[The Band @TheBandOfficial]

“I always just felt real confident with Richard in the band. I knew that nobody had a better singer in their band than what we had.” - Levon Helm

Celebrating the life and legendary voice of Richard Manuel today on his birthday. 🎶 What's the one Richard-led track that always leaves you with chills?

📸 @ElliottLandy

[John Cleese @JohnCleese]

I started the Secret Policeman's Ball shows and produced the first five of them to give them a steady flow of income

I now dissociate myself from them

[Gareth Roberts @OldRoberts953]

Goodnight

[Christian @InTheTrenchesUK]

Oh, do piss off, you preposterous, irrelevant old cunt.

There you are again, Alastair Campbell, 67-year-old Blair-era spin-doctor relic, still strutting through Krakow airport and Kyiv hotel lobbies like some self-appointed global statesman, tweeting selfies about Brexit queues and hyping your dreary podcast with Gavin Newsom as if the plebs are hanging on every word. “Trump was boring,” you sneer, while peddling the same threadbare propaganda passed down from the puppet masters who’ve been running the show since the Wedgwood days. How utterly, pathetically predictable.

You, sir, are the original architect of the most shameless lies in modern British history. The Dodgy Dossier, that squalid little forgery you personally oversaw, sexing up intelligence to drag us into the catastrophic Iraq War. Hundreds of thousands dead, trillions wasted, and for what? So Tony Blair could play world policeman while you spun the whole bloody mess as “truth.” Even now you refuse to call it the lie it was. Classic Campbell: never wrong, always the victim, forever rewriting history from your comfortable perch.

And let’s not forget the fresh family whiff clinging to you like cheap cologne, that delightful little scandal involving your maths-whizz son Rory and his collapsed football betting syndicate. Up to £10 million vanished from investors, police sniffing around, Serious Fraud Office murmurs, and there’s dear old Dad helping draft the excuses and roping in Lord Falconer for damage limitation. How very New Labour. The apple never falls far from the tree of sleaze.

But the truly filthy stain, the one you and your fellow travellers still desperately try to scrub away is the grooming gangs. Rotherham, Rochdale, Telford: thousands of working-class British girls systematically raped and trafficked while your beloved Labour councils, police, and media machine looked the other way for fear of “racism.” On your precious podcast you and Rory Stewart still downplay it as a “dog whistle,” sneering at anyone demanding a proper national inquiry. Victims be damned. You were part of the very establishment that enabled the rape gangs, protected the perpetrators, and betrayed the daughters of the people you claim to champion. A fully paid-up member of that rotting clique of politicians who sacrificed children on the altar of multiculturalism and “community cohesion.”

You’re not some wise elder statesman, Campbell. You’re a washed-up spinner, a has-been who helped turn the Labour Party into a metropolitan elite plaything, then spent the next two decades lecturing the rest of us about “truth” while your own hands drip with the consequences of your lies. An ageing, out-of-touch propagandist whose entire career has been one long exercise in gaslighting the British people.

So spare us the airport selfies and podcast plugs, you senile servant of the same puppet masters who’ve led this country into managed decline. The decrepit old tree is creaking louder than ever. Branches are snapping all around you. And how perfectly, wickedly satisfying it will be when your bloated one finally cracks and crashes into the dirt.

Now crawl back to your hotel lobby, old boy. The adults are talking.

Britain First. No Surrender.🦁🇬🇧

[Tony Hancock @East_Cheam_Lad]

Remembering Alan Simpson OBE, who passed away #OTD 8 February 2017. With Ray Galton he wrote over 160 Hancock radio and tv scripts and Hancock's first major film, The Rebel. A great friend of the society, he always made time for fans. A true gentleman.

[Classic Horror Films @HorrorHammer1]

Conrad Veidt as Gwynplaine in The Man Who Laughs (1928)

[Tim Worstall @worstall]

This is why The English invented the "public house".

[BritishComedySociety @BritComSociety]

The Offer, the brilliant one-off play that gave birth to Steptoe And Son, first aired on 5th January 1962. All 57 editions of Galton and Simpson's wonderful sitcom-cum-drama survive and remain as splendidly funny today as when they were made. https://t.co/AApqs9VUyz

[Toby Esterhase @TheIncider1]

@ClarkeMicah Disney. It's Flowers and Trees and was Walt Disney's first Oscar win.