Good Easter Friday, Constance Chadderton,
Necessarily an open letter to your Manchester desk for reminding British Gas customers to pay their bills or risk instant disconnection.
As Blogsbody sought to explain, when we discussed the matter last evening, his clear understanding remains British Gas wishes him every evil to the end of his earthly days
Cursed, some many moons ago, for revealing red-faced Mr Therm’s new school for meter-reader inspectors in the Cheshire countryside is all-electric.
After the Daily Mail hack took an unauthorized poke around its kitchens, and satisfied his curiosity as to why the essentially modernized facility was off-limits to the visiting open-day press.
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Re. TWTWTS cont. from 07/04/09
Messaging texts for comments on Blogsbody’s blogs, a white Welsh witch, who once practiced her craft in Cressroads has boiled up a cauldon of That Was The Weekend That Was in the watercress capital of the world.
One attracting royalty to its Tichborne Arms. Blessed by a bogus bishop. And spotlighting a pair of golden oldies engaged only in the throes of an inaugural five-hour chatalong.
LOVE, IRV, IS HAVING THE FAITH THAT GOD’S WILL (WHOEVER HE IS) WILL BE DONE. CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR FORTHCOMING MARRIAGE, ex-Tenerife cabaret artiste Bronnie Starr, gone to make waves as a seaside psychic in East Sussex, messages Blogsbody. An hour later - 17:50 - the 56-year-old daughter of a late Llanfyllin hotelier persists in her uninvited reading of a crystal ball to go on to all but warn Blogsbody: YOU WOULDN’T RECOGNIZE ME. I’M A BROKEN WOMAN. MY FILM WILL BE ON ‘YOU TUBE’. I HOPE YOU WILL BOTH BE VERY HAPPY.
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Fairoak’s Bishop Graham with a fetish for stepping into his bathtub with a cardboard box wrapped around his substantial bared midriff for a soak and morning meditation - or that’s his story for looking to find and collect his every next day’s carton from the likes of the Tichborne Arms - obliged with a mumbled blessing of the plates for two of Captain Stewpot’s Sunday roast and fresh veg, after Blogsbody’s blind date was sparked into being by former editor of Private Eye Richard Ingram.
“Charming, so very charming,” the bogus bishop remains in bewilderment over the town hack’s exceptional good fortune in attracting so evidently a charming and conversational companion to his reserved Arms table for two.
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Re. CROSSED WIRES ON TELEGRAPH WAY cont. from 13/03/09
After pedantic Blogsbody’s blue eyes for detail report that the opening of a 141-bedroom Holiday Inn on Cressroads’ Morn Hill is delayed by a further two months, a misleading promotional banner on the Telegraph Way approach road changes the completion date from October to December 2009.
“But not bad for a next week’s work,” a relieved hardhat seeks to herald an overdue bout of on-site cheers.
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And Penguins Will Fly - When it’s All Fools’ day in Cressroads, and Obama and Brown hold economy talks up the road at London’s No.10 on the eve of the G20 summit.
Their looking to rescue the world economy from the likes of politicians’ lie sheets, bringing home rashers of porn with the week’s bacon while, back at Blogsbody’s city-built, three-bedroom terrace for a Cressroads No.10 - better known to the town’s Polish posties as the Lower House of Windsor - the Hampshire town hack suffering too many birthdays stands by for a before-noon Federal Express delivery of gifts for His Nibs’ big day.
It was two decades ago that Matthew-30-tomorrow, Blogsbody’s eldest son by his third marriage (give or take his first son by his first marriage) completed a 1,500 His & Her Nibs’ letter-writing marathon with his younger sister Keogh.
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