WELL, that’s it for another year. Just when I thought Santa had forgotten me (again) my lovely daughter Charlene presented me with the greatest gift you can have, the two week premature birth of my beautiful grandson Julian.
Heaven knows what kind of a world this brand new little manifestation will have to contend with, but rest assured he will be strengthened by the love of many. Welcome my little one and a very happy new life to you.
I think this year the TV programmers finally managed to top all previous festive programming by turning out the biggest load of garbage ever. White Christmas. At least three times. South Pacific. Twice. The Wizard of Oz. The Dirty Dozen. Hogan’s heroes. The Great Escape. Ben Hur. Spartacus.
They were all in there. I see Lawrence of Arabia managed to elbow its way in this year, but only because dear old Peter O’Toole kicked the bucket. What I did enjoy however were the revival of such wonderful comedies as Steptoe and Son and Dads Army. Wonderful comedy offerings and not an f word, or indeed anything stronger than ‘bloody’ in sight.
How must these so called comics of today feel when they compare their pathetic offerings to these marvelous classics of old. How would anyone feel when they realise that the only way they can get a laugh is to use the ‘F’ word, or now, in an even new low, the ‘C’ word. You’re all an arrogant bunch of untalented, extremely lucky, inadequates and shame on the BBC, which, as usual, is the main culprit, for giving airspace to this bunch of ‘plonkers’. The Comic Relief BBC hypocrisy has also done a u turn and decided to drop its investments in arms and tobacco.
‘Course they would still be continuing arrogantly on had they not been caught out. I don’t know why we put up with this insufferable bunch of traitorous lefties at all. I’d sack the lot of ’em and start again from scratch. Dream on Leapy!
And that’s about it. Apart from the crucifixion of Nigella, but I think there’s been enough writer’s cramp connected to that particular subject! I’m still having to endure all this darn sunshine of the Canary Islands! Ah well someone has to do it! I wish you all a prosperous happy and healthy and as PC free a New Year as possible. Many thanks for all your wonderful correspondence and comments. I know I can’t reply to them all, but I assure you every one is read and noted. Keep ’em coming. Stay positive. Spring is just around the corner. So whatever ya do.
Always keep the faith.
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