PATIENCE ON THE MONUMENT
Of Mr Heath Robinson’s funniest Yulotide experience, the famous ‘Punch’ artist, tells the following story:— . , “ One Christmas Day morning," he says, “ when it was bitterly cold and drizzling with rain and sleet, I was taken by an eccentric uncle to Madame Tussaud’s, and from there, of all places in the world, to the London Monument, which we scaled to the top. “ I was leaning my arms on the rail and wondering if it were possible to find anything on earth more depressing than the view before me, when, turning round to address by uncle, I found, to my horror, that he had forgotten me and gone home. The door had slammed, and there was I, forgotten and doomed to spend my Christmas, not only dinnerloss, blit foodless, with what patience I could muster, on the Monument!
“ The English language was not made to describe such misery as was mine until the charwoman camo on \ Boxing Day to polish the golden bristles and set me free.”
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Evening Star, Issue 20053, 19 December 1928, Page 14
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169PATIENCE ON THE MONUMENT Evening Star, Issue 20053, 19 December 1928, Page 14
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