"The Ghost Telegrams (Volume 1) are imagined messages from an elderly Harry Clifton, last family heir who blew the Clifton fortune on bad horses and ambitious business schemes. He was the poet, artist and film-maker, son of adventurous explorer John Talbot Clifton and reclusive Violet. John Talbot chased Inca treasure and wooly mammoths in Siberia. After his death the young Harry, burdened with the family fortune, financed Hollywood films, opened Art Galleries, acquired a horse to ride in the Grand National (he came fifth), self-published his own poetry, sold the family Renoirs, bought fast cars and gambled wildly. By the 1960s he had squandered over £3,000,000 and Lytham Hall closed for good". The Ghost Telegrams (Volume 1)
sent two or three telegrams in my time. most would go something like this: ”not funny, send money, your son. “no mon, no fun, so sad, your dad
George Bernard Shaw, cable to Winston Churchill: PLEASE ATTEND FIRST NIGHT MY NEW PLAY. WILL HOLD TWO TICKETS FOR YOU. BRING FRIEND IF YOU HAVE ONE. Churchill's reply to Shaw: IMPOSSIBLE ATTEND FIRST NIGHT. WILL ATTEND SECOND NIGHT IF YOU HAVE ONE.