March 28, 2020
Europe lockdown, only essential services open for business
March 28, 2020
The nagging doubt
Afternoon folks.
Earlier today, what with being stuck in the bloody house all day, I was bored enough to start clearing some crap off my hard drive.
Yesterday was worse – I actually cleaned the car! Me! Cleaning the car! Absolutely unheard of, as my neighbour drily informed me, whilst polishing both his cars for the 18th time this week.
Anyhow, I digress.
I discovered a folder in the murkier recesses of my C: drive entitled ‘Soz Satire copy’, which contained some dubious stuff that I’d penned years ago, and submitted to a satirical blog, popular (or so they claimed) at the time.
In there was this effort: I’m not sure whether or not I put it on here at the time – but I did submit it to Soz as a two-parter – ‘Life means Life‘ and ‘The Nagging Doubt‘.
In case I never inflicted it on the MH public (all 3 of you . . .) here it is – possibly again.
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March 27, 2020
One heard it on the grapevine
News just in that Prince Charles is self isolating at Balmoral with Covid-19.
Prince Andrew, meanwhile, is self isolating at Windsor with Jennifer-14.
I’ll get me coat.
March 27, 2020
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March 22, 2020
Next weekend’s fun’n’games cancelled
Every year, a bunch of mates and myself have a day of pub-going, based around a walk and a train trip of some sort. My friend – for security reasons, we shall refer to him as “Mr. Brown” – is the organiser.
Next Saturday, the plan was to get the train from Manchester to Todmorden, have a pub-based breakfast, and then walk the six miles or so to Hebden Bridge (via a pub or two). We would then visit several of the local hostelries, have something to eat in one of them, and slowly, contentedly, zig-zag our way to the station to return home.
Unfortunately, MI6 must have been monitoring our discussions regarding the breakfast menu in Wetherspoons, and the COBRA committee decided to act.
Our plan to spread the good, honest, Lancashire strain of Covid-19 to West Yorkshire was rumbled, and Johnson, as upper-class eloquent as ever, put a stop to it with the following announcement.
