All posts by John Keegan

Life Beyond Wagtail

It was announced in the December edition that Wagtail would only be publishing four times in 2020, but a few people have got together to try to keep it going as a monthly magazine

We have new volunteers for editor, for Arkholme correspondent, and for advertising manager. If you are interested in helping as a village or organisation correspondent, or as a distributor (distributors are needed in all three villages), or in any other role, please email, and we’ll be in touch.

Michael Hampson – Editor.
Whittingtons’ Solution

That stalwart supporter of village activities, Simon Raistrick, has offered himself for the role of Correspondent for Whittington, Personally, I am delighted. Since they moved to the village Caroline and Simon have contributed more of their time and effort to the benefit of the village, than anyone could expect.

In the role of Correspondent for Whittington Simon will be a superb champion of our affairs. Many thanks, Simon and more power to your elbow. I appeal to all villagers to contact Simon with their stories, info and the affairs of family and friends, etc, for inclusion in this revitalised Wagtail.

John Keegan


I have been following a thread on Twitter, about Drones (not the bee kind). There are strong feelings both for and against. I come from the position that Drones, per se, are harmless. It is the people that manipulate them that are the cause for concern.

In the 1980’s I was a member of the Skelmersdale Model Aero Club. I built, and flew a good many model aircraft, call them Drones if you will.

This one:

had a 6ft+ wingspan, was so heavy that I needed a CAA exemption certificate to fly it. It was powered by a £200 four-stroke engine, that made a beautiful, distinctive, sound in its, slow revving, flight.

I flew it competitively (didn’t win) at a model aero competition at Holker Hall, Cark. It was a superb slow flier. It’s biplane format kept it airborne, despite its weight, at very slow speeds.

One of my favourites was this WWI like model similar to the famous Focker Eindecker. This also had an inverted four-stroke engine, that was half the size of that in the model above, because this model was so much lighter, despite also having a 6ft wingspan.

It could take off at speeds only slightly faster than walking pace and could putter, majestically through the air at a snail’s pace.

The difference between flying models like these, and Drones, is the number of hours that you devoted to building and decorating, them. Many years later, since we moved to Whittington, I gave all my model aero kit away. These two, together with an F1 competition acrobatic model, with retractable undercarriage and all the frills, were intact. However, I admit to returning home on several occasions with models in more bits than when I left home in the morning.

Ah!! – Those were the days.

John Keegan

Parish Council

The next meeting of the Parish Council will be held in the Village Hall on Monday 20 January 2020.

At 6:45 pm a Public Meeting will precede the PC Meeting, scheduled for 7:00 pm. Parishioners can use the public meeting to air their views to the PC.

The Agenda for the PC Meeting, together with the minutes of the Meeting held in November 2019 can be viewed by selecting PARISH COUNCIL in the menu bar at the head of this page, then scrolling down to select Document>Agendas>2020 Agendas, and choosing the appropriate Agenda – and 2019 Minutes, and choosing the appropriate Minutes.

If you have any problems email me at John Keegan and I will email the documents to you.

Roy’s Rib Ticklers #14

I was, this very afternoon, visited by Roy Williamson. Having spent 30 minutes discussing the conjugation of Latin verbs, and René Descartes “Discourse on Method, and his derivation of “Cogito Ergo Sum” (I think therefore I am), Roy presented me with his latest Rib Tickler. I include it here for your delectation:

Thank you for the flowers, she said
As she coyly smiled and bent her head.
I’m sorry for all the things I said last night,
For I was wrong and you were right.
Please forgive me!!
So I forgave her!
And as she slowly strolled, through the moonlight hours.
I said to myself “What bl**dy flowers!”.

John Keegan