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Bill Cotton
Aug 11th, 2008, 9:03pm
 
This is taken from the BBC News web site, 8.27pm Monday August 11, 2008:

Ex-BBC TV executive Cotton dies

Sir Bill Cotton, former head of light entertainment at the BBC and controller of BBC One, has died aged 80.

Sir Bill oversaw some of the BBC's most popular TV shows in the 1970s, including Monty Python's Flying Circus and Morecambe and Wise.

It is understood he died in a Bournemouth hospital.

David Croft, writer of Dad's Army, paid tribute to Sir Bill, who retired in 1987, as the "master jeweller" in the "golden age" of television.

Sir Bill was the BBC's head of light entertainment between 1970 and 1977 and was also in charge of BBC One for four years.

He also served as the BBC's managing director of television and was awarded the Academy Fellowship by Bafta in 1998.

Speaking in 2000, Sir Bill said light entertainment on television formed part of the nation's culture.

"Basically, fundamentally, television was a performer's medium and news and current affairs were the sideshow.

"One of the reasons that I honestly believe that the care taken on light entertainment had to be the same care as was taken for ballet, or opera, or serious drama, is because you are contributing to the culture of the country. I think it's sad if it isn't."

Entertainer Bruce Forsyth said Sir Bill was "a very dear friend".

Mr Forsyth said: "It's a very sad day to lose him. He knew about the business. He knew about television.

"He was responsible for what I think was the golden age of BBC television which we'll never have again.

"He knew what the public wanted, and he gave the public what they wanted.

"He knew how to treat performers. He knew how to talk to them, how to get them to do things even if they didn't want to. He talked them into it because he knew it would be good for them."

Mr Croft said there had been opposition to creating his comedy show about the Home Guard during World War II because of fears it would cause offence.

"Without him I don't think the show would have gone on. He undoubtedly had a nose for a hit," Mr Croft said.

"He was a wonderful showman and a great believer in his producers and he backed us absolutely to the hilt.

"He was an entrepreneur, he was a showman, and there's not many of his type about any more, I'm afraid. We shall miss him terribly. I loved him."
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Re: Bill Cotton
Reply #1 - Aug 11th, 2008, 9:20pm
 
This is taken from  The Times, August 12, 2008:

Sir Bill Cotton: BBC TV managing director and BBC1 controller

Bill Cotton was for years one of the best-known figures in British television. This was partly because, as he was always happy to acknowledge, his father had been a household name. The Billy Cotton Band Show had vanished from the screen long before the son of its boisterous compère climbed the ladder of success in the BBC, but the association stuck.

When Cotton was managing director of BBC Television in 1986, an old lady at a Buckingham Palace garden party asked him why he had stopped his television band show. “I’m too old,” said Cotton. “Not at all,” the lady replied, “you look just the same to me.” His father had been dead for 17 years, but he was much amused, and dined out on the story.

But if his father had given him a start, the son who originally called himself Bill Cotton Jr became a substantial television figure on his own merits. Unlike his father, he pursued a career behind the camera instead of in front of it, and he rose steadily up the BBC hierarchy, eventually being responsible for all television output.

He was no intellectual and was cheerfully aware of sharper and better educated minds around him. He dismissed any thought of disadvantage with a typical quip: “The great thing about being mediocre is that I am always at my best.” His showbusiness background may not have had the kudos of an Oxbridge degree but it gave him the common touch, and he was a shrewd judge of popular taste.

William Frederick Cotton was born in London in 1928. He spent a happy childhood mixing with the stars of the variety theatre before being sent as a boarder to Ardingly College in Sussex, “a miserable barracks of a place where the masters beat any cockiness out of me”. After National Service in the Army — he was commissioned in the Royal Army Service Corps — he worked as a song plugger for Noel Gay, the music publisher, and in the music division of Chappells. He was later joint managing director of the Michael Reine Music Company.

He joined the BBC as a trainee producer in 1956 and was soon given his chance on mainstream programmes, including the pop show Six-Five Special. The one assignment he decided to steer clear of was The Billy Cotton Band Show, fearing that this might lead to arguments with his father. Cotton Sr talked him round and he worked on the show, without serious disagreements, for four years.

Much later in his career, when performers’ fees were being negotiated, he would explain to importunate agents that it had actually cost his father money to appear on television. BBC fees at the time were so ungenerous that they did not cover the wages of the Cotton Band. The elder Cotton used television as a shop window because the resultant fame made him bookable by theatres and music halls, where the real money was made.

When ill-health forced his father’s retirement, Cotton continued in the BBC as a light entertainment producer. This was the area of television where his true interest always lay and before long he was associated with almost every popular variety programme on the screen. By 1962 he was assistant head of light entertainment and from 1970 to 1977 he was head of the BBC Light Entertainment Group.

He was no administrator, as he freely admitted. In later years, as a member of the BBC board of management, he often complained that to get on in the corporation people had to climb further and further away from “the coal face” of programme making. It was not unknown for him to hand over an important meeting to a deputy and hurry away to visit the set of some new variety show in the making. This caused dismay among BBC bureaucrats, but Cotton’s good humour and his ability to produce a comical story for every occasion usually won them over in the end.

His forte was spotting and encouraging talent. During a trip to the Netherlands he saw a show called One Out of Eight which had been devised by a Dutch housewife. He brought the idea to the BBC, persuaded a somewhat reluctant Bruce Forsyth to be the host and The Generation Game became a Saturday evening staple. He was also instrumental in pairing Ronnie Barker and Ronnie Corbett as The Two Ronnies and in launching Michael Parkinson as a talk show host.

To many television performers whose names were household words, he was something of a father confessor. When they arrived at his office to discuss their problems, they were likely to be whisked away to his favourite table in a dimly lit Chinese restaurant in Kensington where hours might pass before they emerged, problems often solved.

One of his biggest disappointments was losing Morecambe and Wise to ITV soon after he became Controller of BBC1 in 1977, the first person to reach such a position from a background in light entertainment. Back in the Sixties he had helped to bring the pair to the BBC and seen them reach their peak as entertainers, with their Christmas shows attracting up to 28 million viewers.

When Eric Morecambe mentioned at a BBC Christmas party that he and Ernie Wise had received a generous offer from Thames Television, Cotton assured him that the BBC would match it and they shook hands. Cotton was in America recovering from the flu when he heard that Eric and Ernie had signed for Thames after all, and he felt badly let down. He regarded their Thames shows as a squandering of talent, but took no pleasure from this.

As the head of BBC1 Cotton proved to be an astute scheduler, ensuring that programmes “inherited” an audience captured by those going before. This Cotton effect was particularly significant on Saturdays when weekend audience figures were regarded as being of the greatest importance in the ratings war with ITV. Later in his career, however, Cotton was to discount high audience ratings as the immutable gauge of a television station’s success. Once, when the BBC and ITV were locked in combat over audiences for the new breakfast programming, he brought an acrimonious corporation meeting to a sudden halt by shouting: “remember the battleship Potemkin!”

When his executives responded with uncomprehending stares, Cotton explained: “They put too much faith in the ratings.” During the pacifying laughter that ensued, Cotton gathered his papers and left them to it. It was often by such devices that he managed to retain the loyalty and affection of programme heads.

The lowest point of his 30-year BBC career came in 1982 when he was passed over for the job on which he had set his heart — managing directorship of BBC Television. He always maintained that he had been promised the post by the new Director-General, Alasdair Milne, but that Milne had been overruled by the BBC Chairman, George Howard, who preferred Aubrey Singer.

Cotton made no secret of his displeasure when he was given what he regarded as a “non-job” in charge of plans for a BBC satellite service. Banished from his beloved Television Centre, he fretted in some luxury in a separate building until early in 1984, when the tide of BBC politics turned in his favour. At last he found himself in the managing director’s chair.

From the start, he was determined to recruit to the BBC the man he admired most in television, Michael Grade, then working in America. Although the two were lifelong friends, negotiations proved long and difficult. When Grade was safely on the staff as Controller of BBC1, Cotton declared that if he had never done anything else for the corporation, that one appointment would have justified his existence. He was dismayed when Grade left after only a few years to take over Channel Four.

Cotton stepped down in 1988 on reaching the BBC’s customary retiring age of 60. Will Wyatt, an executive who worked under him, called Cotton “the last of the old era”, a man who loved the BBC, was sentimental about it and let it show. “He had a rare sense of the public mood and was able to communicate this to those around him,” said Wyatt. “He was combative, reassuring and streetwise in times of crisis, and alert to the dangers of overconfidence when things were going well — all in all, a fund of common sense.”

Cotton was held in great affection both within the BBC and outside. When he arrived at any gathering of showbusiness people, such as the press launch of a new variety programme, he would often be greeted with applause — an accolade ordinarily reserved for star performers and not accorded to BBC mandarins. This was partly because of the association with his father, but also because he was something of a performer in his own right as wit and raconteur.

He was certainly as superstitious as any theatrical. Nothing would persuade him to wear green or to get into a green car, even a limousine of that hue provided by solicitous hosts in a foreign country. Unknown to most of his associates, on the other hand, he was also deeply religious, though not a regular churchgoer. He was able to quote entire hymns from Ancient and Modern and he did so whenever he thought it appropriate.

A verse by George Herbert that he considered especially suitable for television people, and which he would declaim without preamble or subsequent interpretation, was: “A man that looks on glass/ On it may stay his eye/ Or if he pleaseth, through it pass/ And then the Heav’n espy.”

He had a long association with BBC Enterprises, the corporation’s commercial arm, of which he was chairman for a time, and also with the Royal Television Society, of which he was a Fellow and a president. After his retirement from the BBC he became chairman of Noel Gay Television and of the ITV company, Meridian. For a decade he acted as agent for the broadcaster Sue Lawley. He was appointed OBE in 1976 and CBE in 1989 and was knighted in 2001.

He had three daughters by his first marriage to Bernadine (known as Boo) Sinclair, who died of breast cancer in 1964. His second marriage, to Ann Henderson, was dissolved and he married Kathryn Burgess in 1990.

Sir Bill Cotton, CBE, television executive, was born on April 23, 1928. He died on August 11, 2008, aged 80

Copyright 2008 Times Newspapers Ltd.
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Re: Bill Cotton
Reply #2 - Aug 12th, 2008, 4:56pm
 
This is taken from The Guardian:

Sir Bill Cotton
by Dennis Barker
Tuesday August 12 2008 11:22 BST


Sir Bill Cotton, who has died aged 80, was managerially responsible for many of the BBC's most loved and enduring programmes in its 1960s and 70s golden age of comedy.

He was unusual in being a broadcasting executive whose background was in show business rather than the grimmer-faced bureaucracy of news and current affairs.

Cotton was always close to the centre of showbiz as the son of the popular and raucous band leader Billy ("Wakey, wakey!") Cotton, whose robust drollery enlivened both BBC radio and TV as well as theatre venues and smart hotels.

The younger Cotton was welcomed by a wide range of talent when he became head of BBC light entertainment, then controller of BBC1 and finally managing director of BBC TV, because, unlike many of his predecessors, he was visibly open to drama and light entertainment values.

He knew, without asking a marketing man, what thrilled him and what made him laugh - and what might therefore thrill and amuse an audience.

One of the most genial and least faceless top executives in the BBC's slippery corridors of power, Cotton was tall, bespectacled, a ready listener yet capable of firm decisions.

At a very public reception an anti-BBC campaigning journalist found that Cotton refused to answer his questions or say a word to him and, when the journalist failed to take the hint, pointedly and very visibly turned his back on him. If there were any red faces, Cotton's was not one of them.

A straightforward man, Cotton was rarely frightened to turn his back, recognising that that dangerous process was necessary to looking ahead - even at the risk of knifings. He survived until he retired at the regulation age of 60 in 1988, was made CBE the following year, and was knighted in 2001.

Uncle Bill, as he was known even to people older than he was, was familiar to everyone in the days when the BBC had more than 20,000 staff. Employees found that he was as friendly - and direct - with the cleaning ladies as he was with heads of departments.

Cotton's greatest achievement was as head of light entertainment. He discovered or developed Dave Allen, Morecambe and Wise, the Two Ronnies, Porridge, Monty Python, Dad's Army and many others.

He actually liked creative people and the front men he employed. Repeatedly ribbed on air by Terry Wogan, then at the height of his popularity as a chatshow host, Cotton responded by sitting on his lap and kissing him. It was a gesture a million miles over the top by BBC standards, but revealed a controlled flamboyance that was wheeled out when it suited his purpose.

Cotton's background was as respectable as any bandleader's son's could be. Born in London, he was a boarder at Ardingly College in Sussex, and did his national service in the Royal Army Service Corps.

After working in the music division of Chappells, in 1952 he went to the Michael Reine Music Company as joint managing director (1952-56). His father had drummed three things into him: to know what you were doing, to work very hard at it and to have a lot of luck.

It was luck that he joined the BBC as a light entertainment producer in 1956 - the year of the Suez crisis, when it became obvious to the more perceptive that Britain's reputation and values were entering a period of testing change that was bound to be reflected in light entertainment.

The previous year young Bill Cotton had taken over his father's Billy Cotton Bandshow for a broadcast after his father suffered a sudden and temporary nervous collapse. Bill used his father's voice but some of his own humour, and his appearance was praised.

Once he was in the BBC, he produced more than 80 editions of his father's show, which in a sense heralded the changes which were to come. In the hands of Cotton senior, who was never afraid to blow a raspberry at the toffs, the show was already more pawky and irreverent than most popular entertainment.

To the younger Cotton, producing his father's shows was a lesson in staying in control. It was also a contacts book of show business in both Britain and America.

Though charmed by American artists including the singer Perry Como, the American dominance at an impressionable stage of Cotton's life made him determined one day to create British stars for British television, which he did later with Val Doonican as a European equivalent of Como. Cotton was to quip time and time again: "Given the choice, we ought to use our rubbish."

When Cotton joined the BBC, there was still a house directive banning jokes about a whole range of subjects, including honeymoon couples and effeminacy in men.

By the time he became head of variety in 1967, after the subversive That Was The Week That Was and the satire movement of which it was a part, and then head of light entertainment in 1970, the rules were loosening up: Cotton, never lacking in common sense, sometimes felt the need to apply the brakes.

Three years after being appointed head of light entertainment, Cotton found himself putting round directives to producers about the excessive use of bad language that had followed the bridgehead established by the cockney bigot Alf Garnett in the television series Till Death Us Do Part - while at the same time defending the right of writers to deal in comedy terms with previously unacceptable subjects.

He claimed that anything could be the subject of comedy provided the approach was right, and cited the successful series My Wife Next Door, which made divorce funny by treating with affection and respect a couple who found that after divorce they were accidentally living next door to one another.

Cotton revered artists and gave them a chance to breathe - he even gave the puppet Basil Brush his own programme. When he gave the singer Cilla Black her chance, he defended the move by saying he saw her as a version of the British Gracie Fields rather than the American Barbra Streisand.

When he became controller of BBC1 in 1977, his first act was to axe two American series his predecessor had bought. He once boasted that in the 15 years he had been with BBC light entertainment, the Americans Perry Como, Dick Van Dyke and Lucille Ball had disappeared from the schedules.

It was a historical irony that much later Cotton was to protest vehemently - and successfully - when Thames TV wrested the American soap opera Dallas from the BBC while the BBC thought it was still negotiating with the US distributors.

The early 1980s saw Cotton's career apparently in the doldrums as he was shuffled into a job masterminding the BBC's involvement in Direct Broadcasting By Satellite (DBS), which turned out to be a non-involvement.

But the abrupt removal of Aubrey Singer as managing director of a BBC TV service losing ground to ITV gave Cotton his chance as his successor.

He soon brought in Michael Grade, an ex-ITV man but a kindred spirit, first as controller of BBC1 and then as director of programmes. The two men started to win back lost ground - partly through the successful soap opera EastEnders.

Grade dubbed Cotton a very clever negotiator who always told artists the truth about themselves - intelligent if no intellectual; intuitive and wise; unselfish and (a rare accolade) perhaps not ambitious enough on his own behalf.

It was true that Cotton could have made much more money had he accepted one of the share-adorned offers made to him at various times by ITV. He was simply more interested in programme and personal distinction than in greed.

He was a golfer and a magistrate. It was while sitting on the Richmond Bench that he met a fellow magistrate 25 years his junior, Kate Burgess; he shared his life with her after separating from his second wife, Ann Henderson, and marrying Burgess in 1990.

Both resigned from the Bench amid a BBC-bashing campaign by some tabloid newspapers.

Cotton's career, unlike that of most BBC top brass, did not end with his departure from the corporation. He went on to head the TV arm of the Noel Gay Agency, as chairman of Noel Gay Television, luring the presenter Sue Lawley, for instance, to ITV when her BBC TV career appeared to be in the doldrums.

He arranged a deal worth £350,000 while simultaneously keeping her in her prestigious BBC radio Desert Island Discs slot - a feat typical of his avuncular brand of diplomacy. He is survived by Kate and the three daughters of his first marriage, to Bernadine Sinclair, who died in 1964.

William Frederick "Bill" Cotton, broadcasting executive, born April 23 1928; died August 11 2008
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Re: Bill Cotton
Reply #3 - Nov 26th, 2008, 11:40am
 
There will be a service of celebration for the life of Bill Cotton.

It will be at St Martin-in-the-Fields, Trafalgar Square, at 12 noon on Thursday, February 26th.

All are welcome but admission will be by ticket only.  Anyone wishing to attend should apply for tickets to

Dinah Garrett
PO BOX 31497
London
W4 3QF

or email ddinahg@supanet.com, with your postal address and the names of those wishing to attend.  Tickets will go out in early February.
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Reply #4 - Mar 11th, 2009, 10:41am
 
St Martin-in-the-Fields was packed for the service of celebration.  Michael Grade spoke about "Bill - the family man".

You have three and a half minutes to talk on Bill the Family Man –  my instructions from Kate. So, without hesitation, deviation or repetition, my time starts now:

Bill and I of course were not related, although my dad Leslie was his dad’s variety agent. The families were always close from pre war days. He loved to remind me that as a kid on Sunday mornings, before his Dad went off to do his BBC radio Bandshow, he would say to young Bill: let’s ring Leslie and drive him mad – I was at the other end of those calls, and yes, it did drive my dad mad!

I am glad young Bill and I weren’t related – that would have defined us too narrowly.

He was a father and a mentor to me, offering personal advice – but only when asked - and guarding my back for me at the BBC, or “the W One branch, matey”. But mostly we were like brothers – except we never had a cross word in 50 or more years. He was hard to have a fight with – he was too nice, too wise, too sensible, too fair minded and, well, just too decent.

I was sometimes a father to him, despite being younger (and having more hair). I remember when he was having severe doubts about whether he should marry Kate. He had no doubts about his love for Kate – but, typical Bill, he couldn’t figure out what was in it for her.

We talked it through over a Chinese meal (Bill always preferred crispy duck to therapy!) and I think I helped persuaded him that Kate was a grown up and more than capable of deciding for herself whether he was the right man for her. In 1990 they married – the best booking either of them ever made.

Bill made friends easily and Bill KEPT friends easily. We/they were all delighted at the love match. For us his mates it meant fewer Chinese meals at short notice, but more important Bill had found the inner peace and fulfilment he had been searching for all the years.

Until Kate came into his life, Bill’s emotional well being had been too often damaged by the seemingly regular and desperate loss of those he loved the most. First his older brother Ted died too young, next his first love and the mother of his children Boo was prematurely taken from him with a fatal illness, then his dad died suddenly, until finally Mabel, his beloved Mum died.

He survived the pain of these series of losses with some difficulty – his only relief coming from his work, his dedication to the BBC and public service broadcasting, his family and of course that Cotton sense of humour.

Bill’s family, daughters Jane, Kate and Lou and Bill’s seven grandchildren and one great granddaughter are left with some wonderful memories of their brilliant father. They all knew how much he loved them and he knew how much they loved him. What more could any family ask? Like all of us here today, they will carry him in their hearts and in their thoughts in the same indelible way that young Bill carried Old Bill around in his. We were all blessed for having been a part of Bill’s ‘family’.

Well, that’s three and half minutes – do I get the point, Kate?


This was Colin Morris's tribute at the service about "Bill - the friend":

The first day I joined the BBC as Head of Religious Television, Bill who was then Controller of BBC1 invited me to lunch.  I’d never met him and I pitched up in his outer office where his PA, Queenie gave me the once-over.  Then the door opened, Bill came out and boomed, ‘Hello, my Darling!’  

A clergyman from the mission field in Africa, I was shocked, though I’d been in the Marines.  He took me into his office and into his life.  An hour later we were close friends and remained so to the end.    
   
He was a life-enhancer - this capacity to make you feel better for having talked to him or been with him - the throaty chuckle in his voice and the laughter in his eyes beautifully captured in the portrait on your order of Service.  

Bill was a joyous man, and the root of all joy is gratitude.  Bill felt he had much to be thankful for.    He had a wonderful childhood; he loved show business and as David has pointed out, he loved the BBC to an inordinate degree.  

That very first lunch time he said “I don’t know how I got here; there’re much cleverer people than me around here.” He wasn’t being falsely modest; he felt that to be running a big part of the BBC was a privilege he didn’t deserve. But by the end of that lunch I knew exactly why he was in the job.

As Michael has said, he had his share of family tragedies and his low periods, but in spite of them he always claimed to be a lucky man; he found true love, not once but twice – just hours before he died, recalling that I’d married him to Kate he said, ‘That was the best day’s work you ever did..’ but Bill being Bill he added ‘It was probably the only day’s work you ever did!’  

Right to the very end, he retained his humour and thoughtfulness about others.   He was concerned about Kate and his three daughters and also about Kate’s children who had become a valued part of his life.  
He was a happy man; he was also a simple man, by which I don’t mean he was easily fooled – The Television Centre is haunted by the ghosts of people who underestimated Bill Cotton - but he was uncomplicated, direct and straight as a die.  

Most people’s lives are governed by simple ideas, emotions and convictions; Bill understood that, which is why he was such a superb judge of popular entertainment. This simplicity was a great strength in an organisation which sometimes seemed to glory in complexity.  He didn’t care much for systems, he was bored by minutes, but he could read people. He had the kind of street wisdom that is much rarer than cleverness in any organisation.

His tastes too were simple. I wish I had a quid for every Greasy Spoon breakfast and Chinese take away I endured.  

He was a walking compendium of cracker-barrel aphorisms; some of us could recite them by heart– ‘The great thing about being mediocre is you’re always at your best’; ‘The people who seem to know most about running television are driving cabs or cutting hair’; ‘I may have my faults but being wrong isn’t one of them;’ ‘When you reach seventy don’t fall over.’  Even as we groaned at their familiarity, we loved him for them.

Bill was a good man, he wasn’t a conventional saint; he was much too colourful for that.  But underneath his boisterousness, he was the epitome of old fashioned virtues such as kindness, decency, courtesy, loyalty, consideration.

In an undemonstrative way he was religious too, his faith strengthened by the dedication of the nuns who cared so lovingly for his first wife.  Ever after he could refuse nuns nothing.  I sensed this Achilles heel of his and I’d pitch up in his office and say, ‘Bill, I’ve had this great idea for a documentary.’  He’d say, ‘Oh God, not more nuns in the Congo!’  But I usually got the money.

Bill believed in heaven. He talked of being re-united with his family and Lincoln Ralphs the father in law he never knew.   There’s a verse in the New Testament made famous by Handel, ‘The trumpet shall sound and the dead shall be raised.’ In one form or another, that is Christian belief, so it’s not mawkish or sentimental but strictly biblical to speculate that when Bill closed his eyes for the last time, the next sound he would hear would be a familiar one, a trumpet, and a well-loved voice saying, ‘Wakey Wakey.’

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Re: Bill Cotton
Reply #5 - Mar 16th, 2009, 12:44pm
 
Ronnie Corbett spoke about Bill - and The Talent:

The talent.  Nice to know that Bill saw that they got that category right.

Well, Bill influenced my life, and indeed the life of Anne and me, in so many different ways.  The start of it all, of course, was the Bafta evening, the legendary Bafta evening that Ron and I, as London Weekend artists, were hosting at The Palladium.  There was a technical breakdown and we we had to keep it going, extemporizing, ad-libbing, imrov....for goodness knows how long.  I've heard so many guesses....four minutes, up to a fortnight.  Anyway Paul Fox and Bill wondered if we might join the BBC team, if it might be possible.  Well, it was, and after a quick meeting with David Frost at Egerton Crescent, we did join the BBC....never to leave.  BBC1 straight away, eight o clock Saturday night.

He was a confidence-giving boss, because, of course, he'd been brought up all his life in the business, with the BBC, and before that with his Dad, so he was a performers' man.

In a personal way, Anne and I always remember his influence with our home in East Lothian, in a strange way, even now we talk often of it...how it might have slipped away.

During the Pro-Celeb days which the Beeb ran at Turnberry and Gleneagles, Anne and I had seen this house, quite nicely placed.  Over a low wall...always an advantage with me...next to Muirfield...a double bonus.  Anne felt it was too much of a house - not the But and Ben she was looking for, and I wasn't sure.  But while I was doing battle with the glamourous and impressive line-up of Jack Lemmon, Lee Trevino and Greg Norman, Bill had breakfast with Anne and persuaded her to go for it.  Well, that was twenty-seven years ago and we still love it, so thank you for that as well, Bill.

Bill was very proud, quite rightly, of his membership of the R and A.  You know, the Old Course, the New, and the Eden - three courses...not cheap...a bit like lunch with Ken Dodd.  I remember Michael and I played as Bill's guests and Bill said to me halfway round, "you've got a deal with the BBC and you've got an agent, whatever are you doing here?"

I'll end, at the very beginning if I may...our very first professional get-together.  In the late Fifties, when Bill was directing his Dad's Band Show at the Shepherd's Bush Empire, it was being written, parodies and sketches, by Jimmy Grafton, who was looking after me at the time.  And there was one item which involved a large man going into the steam room, the temperature rising, and a little man walking out the other end.  Can you guess who that was?  A much needed seven guineas for that...Thank you, Bill.
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Reply #6 - Mar 16th, 2009, 8:40pm
 
David Attenborough spoke about Bill - and the BBC:

It may seem odd to some – maybe even perverse – to suggest that one of the most successful figures ever in the world of light entertainment, the purveyor to the nation of jokes and comedy, dancing girls and pop, was also the very personification of public service broadcasting.  But Bill Cotton was.  Or perhaps I should say of “public service broadcasting as interpreted by the organisation that, after all, invented the term – the BBC.  It is broadcasting that is both serious and light-hearted, that respects the truth and spurns the meretricious, that can hold the attention of the majority at the best of times and is turned to, overwhelmingly, at the worst of times; that is sober when necessary, but can also be wonderfully, overwhelmingly and hilariously entertaining.  Bill had no problem in encouraging such characteristics in the organisation in which he spent most of his working life – because they were, in fact, his own.

Of course, he had a talent for comedy.  Everyone knew that.  For spotting it; for encouraging it; and for making it flower.  That was because he himself relished it.  One of the famous stories of the Cotton era at the BBC was the episode of the Albanian entry for the Eurovision Song Contest.  The contest itself was invented by the BBC while Bill was still comparatively junior producer, but he had a hand in shaping it.  In the 1960s it was Britain’s turn to host it.  Bill, by then Head of Variety, goes up to see his boss, Tom Sloan, who was head of the whole Light Entertainment Group, a delightful and engaging man but one who was inclined the take Light Entertainment very seriously, if you see what I mean.  Things are getting frantic.  Rehearsals are going on in the Albert Hall and problems are mounting.  Tom is at his wits’ end – and Bill has arrived with yet one more crisis.  The Albanian delegation has arrived at Television Centre, demanding to take part in the competition. Tom is appalled.  Albania is not eligible.  It’s not a member of Eurovision.  It’s on the other side of the Iron Curtain!  And while he is frantically thinking about what to do, three heavily moustached men in flowing robes, accompanied by a pretty girl interpreter, burst into the room and start their song in what was presumably Albanian.  It is only as they end that Queenie, Tom’s long-standing PA, suddenly recognises one of the Albanians and realizes that the team is a sizeable section of Bill’s Light Entertainment staff.  Comedy means you have to know your talent; you have to know your audience; but above all, you have to enjoy the joke yourself.  And Bill did all three – hugely and incomparably.  So it was that in Bill’s time, and most gloriously when he was in command, BBC Comedy and light entertainment was supreme.

But of course the BBC – and Bill – was more than comedy.  It also had more serious aspirations and responsibilities.  And if you think that Bill’s interests and concerns were limited to jokes you would be making a serious mistake.  One of the most formidable intellects ever to work for the BBC – Grace Wyndham Goldie – who dominated BBC Television’s coverage of current affairs in the fifties and sixties – recognised Bill’s worth while he was still comparatively junior and tried to persuade him to join her Department, as a producer.  She recognised not only his presentational ingenuity but his wisdom, his solid common sense and his qualities as a leader.  Bill declined.  He was having too much fun entertaining the nation.

But as he became more senior, he did not dodge responsibilities when they came his way.  He had not only wisdom and perception in these matters, he was brave.  In fraught times when the country is deeply split, clear sight and courage is needed for any national broadcaster.  And to their credit, the Governors of the BBC knew this very well.  So Bill, having run the Light Entertainment side of BBC Television for seven years, became Controller of BBC1, and then, in 1984, Managing Director of the whole Television Service.  Never before had anyone with a show business background taken such high responsibility in the organisation and BBC Television was riding high.

Shortly after the Falklands War, Mrs Thatcher, then Prime Minister, came to dine with the BBC’s Governors and senior staff.  After the meal was finished she suddenly launched into a savage criticism of the BBC’s reporting of that war, accusing it, in effect, of subversion.  It went on for a long time.  When at last she paused to take breath it was Bill who responded.  “Are you saying, Prime Minister, that the BBC acted treasonably in the Falklands.  Because if you are, you are wrong.”  There was a dead silence.  And Mrs Thatcher replied:  “I have said all I intend to say.”  And that was the end of the matter.  While Bill Cotton was in charge, the BBC never lacked laughter – and it never lacked courage.”
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