Sunday, December 09, 2007

voyage of the fairly depressed

Well, I'm pleased to report Natalia's safe return from her rendez vous with the local party treasurer. She said when she first arrived she did receive some rather morally disapproving glances from the doggers at the other end of the lay-by but fortunately others turned up quite soon, in fact the darling girl told me so many Labour supporters sent their nannies and au pairs in disguise to give donations the whole event began to resemble the stoning scene in The Life of Brian. I asked her where she saw that awfully disrespectful movie and she said it was shown to the students in her citizenship class so I feel a stern letter to The Times coming up.

I was talking to my neighbour this morning about the most interesting case of the chap in the canoe. My neighbour says this is the most notorious case of someone disappearing from Hartlepool to start a new life on his ill gotten gains since Peter Mandelson left to join the European Commision. Actually, between you and me I'm beginning to suspect my neighbour might be a bit of a tory you know. Our Peter was somewhat cleverer than this Darwin chap of course because he shaved off his moustache and so it was years before anyone in Brussels recognised him. The poor missing kayaking chap nearly got away with it as well apparently because when the police asked for the canoe as evidence they found out Able UK had already dismantled it while they were waiting for permission for the ghost ships but sadly it seems as if although he'd been told Panama was just like The North; lots of canals and everybody still wears a a hat it just somehow wasn't home. I know how he feels, and if I wasn't thirty miles from the sea and completely out of sea sickness tablets, well, who knows what I might do, sigh...

On the subject of ghost ships, I know this blog has had something of the Mary Celeste about it lately, well, the fairly depressed more like, so thanks awfully for being so very understanding. It's just that it's so grim up north, sometimes I can hardly bear to talk about it, sob...

9 comments:

rivergirlie said...

it would take more than shaving off a moustache to disguise mandelson - that mince is quite unmistakeable!

aims said...

Glad you are out of sea sickness pills and haven't scarpered off somewhere in a canoe.

Never fear Rilly - there are some of us who do drop by daily to see if you've made a post from the terribly grim north..

Potty Mummy said...

Ah Rilly - surely a trip to Harvey Nicks in Manchester would go a long way to cheering you up? It's not all grim up North (she said, from the safety of London)

lady thinker said...

I know just what you mean Rilly - it is grim up north. I'm just back from a trip to London and it was really grim. Dirt, traffic jams, huge Tesco stores on every corner, foreign people and grafftiti all over the place.
I clicked the link on dogging - I thought it was a kind of 'give a pet a home'link. What an eye opener - disgusting. They don't appear to have any meetings in Sidmouth so am unable to undertake research for my blog writing. I know many famous people do such research like that chap just released from prison after viewing child porn for his comedy shows.

I Beatrice said...

It was worth the wait Rilly, just to see you back in such cracking good form!

Do you think Peter Mandelson might have made a greater impact perhaps (even in Brussels), if only he had involved a canoe?

And what with canoes and teddy bears and dogging - well, what kind of a Christmas is it going to turn out to be for goodness sake?

lady thinker said...

If you go 'silent' on us now Rilly we'll all think you are the wife of the lost and found canoeist. Or do they have www access in prison? How was Panama City?

Lizzie said...

Hope you're sort of out of your 'fairly depressed' situation', Rilly. I know how to 'rootle' for you, if you so wish! [magic].
LotsaloveLizziexxx

rilly super said...

rivergirlie darling, I don't know, it must have made him look QUITE different because isn't that when they started calling him Mandy?

aims, thanks for continuing to drop by despite the rather shocking irregularity of my recent updates.

potty mummy, my neighbour says manchester is the midlands so I'd better not venture down there. Anyway, I might meet Morrisey and that would be more than I could manage in my current mood, sigh

lady thinker, I hope I have not caused you too much consternation with that link, and seeing as you hsve checked whether there are any get togethers in your neighbourhood I think I probably haven't!

Beatrice, what kind of christmas indeed. It has already snowed here you know, last saturday in fact, so cold and wet for certain, sigh

lizzie, thanks ever so for dropping by dear. It certainly raises my spirits to know you are still visiting despite my being rather 'off air' of late.

Omega Mum said...

I do read but don't often post - and just wanted to congratulate you on being so consistently funny - God knows how you do it but it's one of the few things that keeps personal canoes at bay (incidentally, why canoes? Imagine the Marie Celeste/Flying Dutchman reinvented as canoes - these people have no souls). Fortunately, every time I've tried to launch mine so far it coincides with widespread pollution - last time the weight of dead fish almost sank the thing.