I am struggling to write this column as for some reason my left shoulder is playing up and as I am left handed, as the best people are, it hurts to type.

However, we old veterans know how to struggle on - in my case with the help of a bottle of grape juice called Merlot. My doctor says I must consume more fruit, so surely red wine counts?

I must start by thanking organisations that ask me to give talks but that is something I no longer do. I have no wish to bore people for longer than the couple of minutes it takes you to read this column and at least you can recycle this, unlike an hour listening to me. Mind you, a crate of vodka could change my mind but I do thank you for such invites.

This week, while at least my legs are still working, I am going to lead you down Memory Lane to 1962 and what was in production at Elstree Studios.

There was the start of an iconic television series called The Saint starring Roger Moore that would stay in production for several more years. Roger was a lovely man and I had the honour to organise and host a plaque unveiling in his honour at Elstree back in 2006. It proved to be the first and last reunion of The Saint crew and guest artists. Roger told me: "Budgets were small in the 1960s so we often used a standing street set on the backlot. If I was supposed to be in South America they would dress it with signs and some potted palm trees. If I was supposed to be in France they would alter the signs over the buildings and have somebody cycle past wearing a beret and a string on onions around their neck."

The studio played host to several films that year. For instance it was used for the interiors of a crime drama starring Jack Warner. Hands up who remembers the television series Dixon Of Dock Green? I am told it ran for 432 episodes from 1955 until 1976. Jack told me that he was already retirement age for the police when he began the series and was about 80 when it finished. However, for a generation he represented what we then liked to think of as a copper in London, the days when the local bobby on the beat knew the local villains, could clip a silly child around the ear and was respected. In those days each beat was within whistle hearing distance of another officer and long before mobile phones they and the public had to use Dr Who's Tardis to contact base. Sadly Jack died in 1981 having lost a leg while undergoing treatment in hospital. Although he was a fictional copper, the real police attended his funeral out of respect .

Sparrows Can't Sing starred Barbara Windsor and I feel proud to know her as she is so genuine and cares about her fans. Some modern stars could take a lesson. Among the supporting cast was the great Roy Kinnear, a great actor who sadly died as a result of a heart attack falling from a horse whilst filming The Return Of The Three Musketeers 30 years ago.

We Joined The Navy starred the great Kenneth More, who starred in a number of good 1950s films. He had begun his screen career at Elstree but was made a star by the Rank Organisation, which owned Pinewood. I am told that Kenny, perhaps under the influence of alcohol, attended an industry event and heckled the then boss of the studio. In retrospect this was an error of judgement as I am told in revenge his boss refused to loan him out to star in Guns Of Navarone and his career hit the skids. His comeback came on television with The Forsyte Saga in 1967but he remembered the many fair weather friends who abandoned him.

The thing about showbiz is that it's really is full of a word I cannot use. When you add fame and fortune then you must expect a rough ride. It will never be any different.

Thankfully, we can all enjoy nostalgia for the 'old days', whether that is the 1950s or the 1970s and enjoy happy memories. So until next time take care and remember to avoid exercise as life is too short to wear yourself out and I need my readers.