They call me pretty Sparky. I lived in Newcastle until my death in 1962. My stuffed remains are on show at the Hancock Museum in Newcastle, where curious visitors can also listen to examples of my chattering.
I had a repertoire of 8 nursery rhymes,360 phrases, and a vocabulary of over 550 words. My talking and chattering came to prominence in 1958 when I beat off 2,768 entrants to win a BBC talking bird competition. I became a national celebrity and went on to make a record that sold 20,000 copies.
Musicians/Producers of music:
Yeer invited te remix Sparky Williams leik.
(see Sparky Williams Remix Project in blog above for details)
Hi Sparky I'm just off to the 24 hour Tesco's and wondered if you wanted anything, maybe a box of Trill or perhaps one of those seed things fashioned into the shape of a bell?
Haway divnee wind us up man a tiny bord canee smurk a tab.....But because its you Sparky it must be true!! (Lame northeast attempt from Biffa bacon dialogue!!)
Well Sparky, your new song is pretty cheesey, but I have stuck it on my profile for a bit just because I am tired of the rain coming doon all the bloody time!
I saw the bird song performance at the Alalphonie last night with Mr.Gunners. Think you would have enjoyed it.
An honour to meet you here Sparky. I'm afraid to say that I missed the chance to see your stuffed remains on a recent trip to Newcastle. If I go up again I will be sure to check you out.
