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…]
Ch 44 – “The Medi-Doctor will see you now.” The Med-Doc looked like a good one. It was a bathroom cabinet sized wall mounted unit with various tubes and pumps coming from it. A fixed [more…]
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