I can't believe they haven't had the vote by now. I thought it was supposed to have happened weeks ago. And they keep on showing the same debate with the three of them as a schedule filler, the same way they always repeat Countdown!
I still don't know who to vote for. My nephew Michael said the newspapers just found out Tony Brown had an affair with a singer called Duffy, so I expect he's out of the running. As for Tony Cameroon, I don't think he can be Prime Minister quite yet as apparently he's still at school at Eton - and he can only attend parliament when it's a half-holiday. Tony Legg I'm afraid I still haven't heard of. But I've got a funny hunch Vince Cable might be his long-lost father-in-law. I expect they probably play swingball together in Vince's garden with all the grandchildren, but don't quote me on that, that's just an old lady's intuition and also I haven't taken my pill.
My view is: all politicians are the same. Look at Hitler and Stalin - both maniacs. It wouldn't have mattered which one you'd voted for. I wouldn't have voted for either of them and, in fact, it's a good job they never stood against each other in a British General Election, because then I really would have been stuck to know where to put my cross.
Of course, thinking about it, they might not have been able to stand because they would have been illegal immigrants. But Tony Brown wouldn't mind, because he doesn't care about illegal immigrants, except - thinking it through - he does mind about bigots, so maybe he would have kicked them out after all, particularly if he was really Churchill. (I mention that about 'bigots' because apparently that's what Tony Brown and this Duffy girl like to call each other during their 'love-talk'.) Anyway, this is supposed to be a personal blog, not a history lesson.
And on the subject of personal, I'm personally still not talking to my best friend Dolly, after she personally never offered me a piece of her personal special cake - which I was personally very upset about personally! I'm not talking to her much more than she's not talking to me, so I'm already winning that one. If they were holding a General Election in Not Talking to someone, I'd win hands down, they wouldn't even need to do exit polls.
The stain in the bathroom isn't any better. I've tried using toothpaste to get rid of it, but if anything made it worse. I say bathroom, but I really mean toilet, and I'm beginning to think the stain might be The Other, because it's of a darker hue than is usual. Any tips about how to make some headway on it appreciated.
I still don't know who to vote for. My nephew Michael said the newspapers just found out Tony Brown had an affair with a singer called Duffy, so I expect he's out of the running. As for Tony Cameroon, I don't think he can be Prime Minister quite yet as apparently he's still at school at Eton - and he can only attend parliament when it's a half-holiday. Tony Legg I'm afraid I still haven't heard of. But I've got a funny hunch Vince Cable might be his long-lost father-in-law. I expect they probably play swingball together in Vince's garden with all the grandchildren, but don't quote me on that, that's just an old lady's intuition and also I haven't taken my pill.
My view is: all politicians are the same. Look at Hitler and Stalin - both maniacs. It wouldn't have mattered which one you'd voted for. I wouldn't have voted for either of them and, in fact, it's a good job they never stood against each other in a British General Election, because then I really would have been stuck to know where to put my cross.
Of course, thinking about it, they might not have been able to stand because they would have been illegal immigrants. But Tony Brown wouldn't mind, because he doesn't care about illegal immigrants, except - thinking it through - he does mind about bigots, so maybe he would have kicked them out after all, particularly if he was really Churchill. (I mention that about 'bigots' because apparently that's what Tony Brown and this Duffy girl like to call each other during their 'love-talk'.) Anyway, this is supposed to be a personal blog, not a history lesson.
And on the subject of personal, I'm personally still not talking to my best friend Dolly, after she personally never offered me a piece of her personal special cake - which I was personally very upset about personally! I'm not talking to her much more than she's not talking to me, so I'm already winning that one. If they were holding a General Election in Not Talking to someone, I'd win hands down, they wouldn't even need to do exit polls.
The stain in the bathroom isn't any better. I've tried using toothpaste to get rid of it, but if anything made it worse. I say bathroom, but I really mean toilet, and I'm beginning to think the stain might be The Other, because it's of a darker hue than is usual. Any tips about how to make some headway on it appreciated.
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I have to correct you, Mitzi, because Vince Cable isn't a person, it's a type of moss stitch. I completed a whole jumper in one once, though Alvin refused to wear it because he said it was too tight under the arms and his hands were turning blue. He died shortly afterwards.
Have you noticed how you never see a jumper on the telly-box nowadays, it's all shirts.
Lissie
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