Mr. Humphrey came out of retirement in New Zealand to fill in for Ian during the second term of 1970.
He was a funny old man trying to please everyone. A babbling idiot is a more accurate description.
It was the beginning of winter and everyone was covering up with blankets at night - except for Arthur who complained
that he couldn't sleep at night from the heat. He used to come over, look at Ghetto and shake his head.
He split me up when he gave his farewell address using a brilliant Winston Churchill style. |