“And Gordon fell in with Kinnockio the Clown and Blair the Grinning Butcher and Imelda the Greedy Scouse Gob and was at once at home among them for they were all useless, idle, thieving cunts……” [more…]
Monday Good Morning merry readers and welcome to another week in Westminster. Not a lot happening here this morning. Felix chicken for breakfast as Bozzie is listening to LBC, shouting at the Mutt to stop [more…]
I moved down the final steps of the staircase and went across to him. “Hello Lord Bixby. I’m with Russian Meerkats Life Insurance. I’m here about a fraudulent sudden death claim.” His eyes showed that [more…]
“And as Gordon grew, even his Sire, the Preacherman and tight-fisted Presbyterian sonofafuckingbitch……” “Tight-fisted Presbyterian sonofafuckingbitch.” “…looked on him and said unto his woman, this one must go away and be taught bribery, blackmail and [more…]
Monday Well, my diary collaborator, WG, got back from his holiday yesterday but when I contacted him all l got was a few grunts, I suspect he was a bit jet lagged! He wasn’t the [more…]
I wanted some answers. I wanted some answers right now. And people in this house were going to give them to me. Lady Vanessa, for one. Ch 46 – Honey, I’m Home! I stood up [more…]
BOOK ONE, A RUINOUS FEUD . It is in an old, roofless, dilapidated building, without windows or doors, more a few piles of rubble than a building, set in a devastated, once-urban wilderness, two hundred [more…]
It was then that I realised that this wasn’t old medical data at all. It was current data. It was now. Real-time live. And Lord Bixby had just moved from a steady fifteen, to a [more…]
Ah mind aboot a yeer ago gettin’ sackondet tae Balmoaral coaz hoff tha royal prateckshun c**ts were aff fer a hale week wi’ tha wild s**tes they goat fae a roatten chinky they ordahed in [more…]
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