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Great Uncle Hesketh's Biography
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Hesketh's fortune was amassed during the American prohibition
years, when his father and uncles successfully brewed alcoholic drinks
from dirty laundry - tragically, his father and uncles were all killed
in a bizarre accident where each man fell, in turn, into an industrial
clothes press. Any suggestion of foul play was quashed, when Hesketh sent
some big chaps "around" to have "a quiet word".
Hesketh retired to his stately pile in the winter of '73
and devoted his every waking hour to Avarice and Stamp Collecting.
(Summary text courtesy of 'No Man Is An Island But Some are In Continent'
- A Damp Biography of Hesketh Overcoat by Jasper Mayonaise, Bunting Press,
1991)
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Hesketh Overcoat (nee Overcoat) was born on the 12th of
November, 1907 and again on the following Sunday, when his mother and
father were able to attend (having been away 'punting' across Lake Titicaca).
As a baby, he was possessed of a number of remarkable talents - but had
to hand them back when the police found out. Subject to the usual rigid
up-bringing, Hesketh spent his nursery years sewn into a linen sack suspended
from the ceiling with nothing more that a square hole to eat through or
see out of. He often referred to these days as the 'happiest' of his life,
though he also referred to carpets as 'bananas', so one can only accept
this statement at face value.
School days were no more pleasurable, with Hesketh sent
as the only boarder to the non-boarding Chumbles Public School on the
Isle of Wight. It was obvious from the first few weeks that Hesketh would
excel at sports. He took easily to Lacrosse, was instantly at home with
Elephant Hunting and seemed almost divinely-bestowed with the gift of
Five-A-Side Librarianship.
After passing all the entrance examinations, Hesketh moved
to Oxford, where he studied for a Bachelor of Arts in Humanities &
Home Economics and eventually graduated, at the age of 48, with a PhD
in Bad Speling.
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