If you like warmth, honesty and credibility in a performer, you’charlie ripple love Charlie Landbsorough. Charlie’s like good wine, he matures over a long period of time, when the cork was popped it was well worth the wait. The reaction to his show has been the biggest we have had.
The greatest response ever on the show. I was born on the 26th October 1941 the youngest of eleven children. To escape the bombing my mother was taken to Wrexham, returning to Merseyside after I was born. My mam’s name was Aggie and I was christened Charles Alexander after my dad. I was reared in the dockland area of Birkenhead and the view from our front window was a mixture of docks, dumps, railway lines, oil factories and the coal wharf. It sounds grim but my childhood was far from that. Surrounded by a loving family, animals and of course music my early years were extremely happy.
My brothers were all sailors and apart from the guitars and all the music, they brought home gifts from all around the world. Pictured above is Jack, another of Charlie’s brothers. Our house was always full of animals and apart from dogs and cats we also kept chickens in the back and at one time a duck. There was also birds – budgies, canaries and finches and a very special gift of a monkey smuggled in by my brother Harry. This little delight with the unimaginative name of Jacko made me very popular with school friends.
These things apart, my brother Jack, a sort of scouse St. Francis, was always bringing home assorted four-legged waifs and strays. Charlie with his sisters, from left to right- Doreen, Joyce and Sylvia. I was always surrounded by music and my dad told me I used to sing myself to sleep when I was about three. My mother’s favourites were Gracie Fields and Hank Williams – now there’s a combination. Charlie at primary school showwing off his creative talents.