I saw on another website this anecdote by gap toothed comedian Terry-Thomas, concerning his visit to Llandudno:
Once during a ‘Music for the Millions' tour I was playing the Pier Pavilion Llandudno. I could see my name in huge letters from my hotel window.
There was no hyphen.
I complained at once to Sidney Piddington, the mind-reading chap, who at that time had retired from the stage and was Harold Fielding’s General Manager.
Sidney apologised and assured me that it would not happen again.
And it didn’t. Throughout the rest of the tour all was well.
But the next time I played Llandudno I looked across the bay from my hotel room and there again were the huge letters, Terry Thomas. No hyphen. Bad show! I was livid.
I left the hotel in a fury, got out my bike and pedalled madly along to the pier. Sidney Piddington was unabashed. ‘No hyphen?’ he echoed. You’re kidding! Of course there’s a hyphen. A bonza one. Come outside and look.
Well we had a look. There was the hyphen, large as life.
How was it done?
Just for a gag, Sidney had fitted up a cardboard flap over the hyphen and a man on the roof was working it with a bit of cotton.
