Sunday, January 24, 2010

Oh Georgie. Such a shock it is that I have had - Winston is Gay!!

I will not tell you about the embarassing circumstantials in which I discover this.

But that is not the worst of things. Winston is moving in to the flat of his friend Brian who is driver of the buses, and is also of the gay persuasion.

The man what owns the club - who is called Mr Smith - will let me stay in these two squalid rooms providing I work in club. No, not as bouncer, because Winston still has this job.

Instead is pulling handles of beer engines from behind bar and serving customers this stuff what tastes like urine.
Not that I ever drink urine - except one time which I did for a bet, but was my own urine. And anyway this is doing you know harm for certain celebrities do this on regular times.

But I digress from the point.

Where are you Georgie?

When are you going to rescue me from fate worse than death, what is called Purley.

I do not know where you are... I hope you read this blog sometimes and will come to my aid.

Your lonely and desperate

Anna

1 comment:

Me said...

He's not going to come and rescue you, Anna. And do you know why?
I'll tell you. They've locked him up, again - for his own safety. Sectioned him under the Mental Health Act.

How do I know? Because, as his brother (and next of kin) they had to contact me.

Now I know that you and I got off on the wrong foot (no, I don't literally mean foot - it's just an expression) all that time ago at Wynorrin. And I apologise for that. It was just that I thought, you know, what with you being Swedish and liberated and all of that...
Never mind. We can make a fresh start.
I only live just down the road from Purley (a place called Chippenham) and if you will post your 'phone number in the blog I will ring and we can arrange to meet.
If you do not like to post you phone number, then tell me a place and a time, and I will be there.
You don't want to be bothering with our Georgie - he's a loser.
Although he is the eldest, I was the one who was always looking for him when we were kids. He was a real softie.
Do you know, he still had his teddy bear when he was fourteen!What a wally.
I will look after you Anna. This is a wicked world - especially a place like Purley.
Contact me soon.
I have always loved you. (I am now divorced from Myra so am a free agent - and a free spirit)

Hector