Originally Posted by Seabird:
“Just found the Diary all about him. I truly don't know how she got away with this, fact or fiction:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/you/...-calls-me.html”
“Just found the Diary all about him. I truly don't know how she got away with this, fact or fiction:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/home/you/...-calls-me.html”
I’d forgotten about that particular shed-load of tripe. It was all nonsense: a tapestry of dross, knitting full of dropped stitches, woeful darning in the wrong colours. By all means, do a fairy tale (grim to the factor of what?) but don't invent things that include wives/babies.
And nothing has changed, except the fictitious object of La Jones’ affections swoops hither and thither, and is now an imaginary RS.
The MM was a windfall in the orchard of LJ’s fruitful imagination.
(Someone I call The Roving Eye of Exmoor told me that he knows nothing of a crazed creature at Brushford in search of commitment and fodder for demented outpourings in a national paper: REofE’s radar covers most of the world…told him he’s missed zilch)
Oh, if anyone is interested I thought I’d go to the Open Day at Upcott as I’m nearly on the doorstep that weekend. I shall dress appropriately - blue blazer with gold buttons, the pre-owned VB dress (won't be able to breathe as size sub zero, but hey, ho) and I thought wellies and gardening gloves would set off the look quite well. As the “estate” is taking so long to sell, I thought maybe it will be offered as 2nd prize in a raffle (1st prize: £26,000 holiday with LJ), and if I got the 2nd prize I could ask DS Crazed Harpies to come and stay: good plan?
Last edited by newbaby : 09-09-2011 at 18:52





