Re. THE PRODIGAL RETURNS cont. from 09/03/09
‘Indeed I would have loved to join you on the back of the bus to the brewery, had it not been for a committment to my unihoc team, part of my keep fit routine. What a shame, sounds quite an interesting outing,’ e-mails Greater Cressroads’ Agony Aunt Ruby Rangoon of Ropley in the wake of advising Blogsbody in the ongoing Case of Stephen-v-Blogsbody.
Mike or ‘Michael’-what-a -formal-approach: No warmth there, but obviously the need to explore further. Tell me your hesitation? This was also apparent within Stephen’s e-mail. Is he after anything more than a way into a family he is/wishes/thinks he’s part of? Does he need to feel more a part of it all? More importantly, what is your soul telling you about this? If you feel it is an honest request to get closer to the father he did not know, then ball is yours. Whatever happens, seems you need to meet him for a further chat. - RR
Holiday Inn
Telegraph Way
Morn Hill
Winchester
SO21 1HZ
Telephone 01934 839 012, advises Holiday Inn’s Winchester website. But everyone needs to know ‘01934′ for an area code transposes to ring out in Weston-super-Mare, hometown of disgraced Lord Jeffrey ‘Tuppence’ Archer, hero of his mum’s kiddybook adventures.
Read more…
Yesterday’s texts, Bronnie,
Before you’re back to messaging as well as e-mailing me this early morning, find Irv in recovery mode after a seven-strong Tichborne Arms Inspectorate invited Blogsbody’s official photographer and himself to board their Panache mini-coach en route to giving a nod and a wink to prize-winning Loopy Bowman’s real ale operation risen out of the fertilised consequence of tens of thousands of battery-fed chickens on a Droxford, Greater Cressroads, farm conversion.
Read more…
THE PRODIGAL RETURNS
09/03/2009 00:44:39 GMT Standard Time
Good evening Michael,
I have been pondering for some time now as to whether to pick up the phone or to send an email. I guess as this has come to you via email, you now know the eventual winner.
It has been some time since we last spoke. Indeed it has been even longer since the proposed meeting outside Winchester. However, it is fair to say that, which ever way the wind blows, not a great deal has moved on in terms of progressing the sands of time.
In your previous emails you refer to my interest in respect of fostering a relationship as an itch. This could not be further from the truth. It is important to me to know about my father.
Read more…
As it was in Cressroads, so it is in God’s East Sussex waiting-room. Brontannia rules the waves. Yes, but!
But only by the skin of her made-in-Winchester pearlies, while defying the alternative law of the land threatening to foreclose on her Rainbow’s End bungalow beside the sea in Eastbourne.
Ex-cabaret artiste Bronnie Starr, the 56-year-old widow of a Birmingham master baker, claims to be blessed with psychic powers. Can be imagined counting ex-fiances, not sheep, to lay her body down to sleep. And continues to fight legal charges on her Kings Park property that, for as long as the past four years, threaten to make her homeless.
Read more…
U MAY GO DRINKING WITH THAT ‘EFFING GORDON RAMSEY - after gossip at the bar of Greater Cressroads’ Hellsbells, Nether Wallop, resolves the whogotit mystery of the successful bidder for the Stockbridge red light house with Louisiana-style balcony for courtesans plying their trade not 200 years ago, a time when the town, notable for its racecourse as well as training racehorses, sent two members to Parliament - BUT I’M IN THE PUB WITH CAROL THATCHER, texts Her Nibs.
Read more…
“Has Blogsbody seen anyone suspicious in and about Cressroads?” its town hack looks his most helpful for two plainclothes constables finished posting an information wanted notice on the most dangerous lamppost in Broad Street.
Their deed done, DC Hood is back to toting an extending stepladder - ‘Elf and Safety requires it - for his partner DC Biggs to be through with their mounting and posting duties as Blogsbody hastens to stop them heading out of town in their unmarked police car.
Read more…
Blogsbody’s Continuing Story of Cressroads, the unexpurgated tale of everyday folk linked to Alresford, watercress capital of the world, broadcast news of the birth of the PrizeByte blog from a studio set up inside a Debenhams store window on Winchester High Street this week.
Read more…
Beware a computer virus dubbed Koobface.
After Greater Cressroads’ IT sleuth Tesco Phil warns how it seeks to infect Facebook’s messaging system, and puts under attack the personal computers of 120 million social networkers.
Phil alerts his 210 Portsmouth friends to the bug’s potential for gathering credit card details - and names tools to remove it.
Read more…
Blogsbody was fanning around on Facebook, when the mysterious case of the resignation of French chef extraordinaire Francois Dubois broke in cyberspace and demanding Cressroads’ town hack dig into the remains of his week’s pension monies to fill up the tank of his temperamental, 16-year-old blue racer.
His greased-pole response to a coded message received from HRH, a Southampton tipster boasting Official Secrets Act experience in the days of the Cold War that, for 21 days, buried down a foxhole Cressroads’ very own Major Mudworthy.
Read more…
