I see Dr Roger Moore over on That's Life! has re-positioned his musings as an überblog. Not only is he now billing himself as 'Thanet's Alternative Newspaper', he's appealing to all bloglings to notify him of their intentions.
Call me a vain ponce, but do you think that might be because I always beat him at finding the new blogs in town? Over to you, Roger...
Thanks Esther. Now, here's a funny thing, a potato that's shaped like a willy!
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I say old fruit!
Oh, you're mincing your words now.
It's true.. I rely on Eastcliff Richard to find all the interesting new Blogs first. It's a kind of plagiarism.. "Blogiarism" I guess!
I say Eastcliff old chap, did you make it over to the rather rummy artistic do at the IOTA gallery last night? Now i could be wrong but you strike me as the sort of chap who can smell free canapé and fizz at 50 paces. If you were not in attendance, and i did look everywhere for a chap in regulation spats, sliver topped cane and monocle but alas to no avail, you would of missed out on a top notch evenings free entertainment. Although full to busting with Artistic types the IOTA once again sealed its growing reputation as a hedonists Shangri-La. However i know the IOTA gallery is on the 'westcliff' and you have made your feelings known re that side of the playground. I ask myself if faced with the potential life threatening trip to the 'west side' whether you would have donned a disguise more in keeping with that less salubrious end of town?
What's going on? I feel as if I've been blogjacked.
Crumbs, apologies i didn't realise the use of capitals would appear like shouting, most un-sporting of me.
To answer the question, B-ton old bean, I've read what Nethercourt says about the west side of the Playground, and it doesn't seem very savoury.
Indeed as you say unsavoury, but if you enjoy a frision of excitement, or to take a walk on the wild side, i can heartily recommend slumming it with the locals at the Public house named 'Churchill's'. If you enjoy an idle afternoon and lets face it what chap doesn't, you can use the view from the pub window as a rather clever timing device. All you have to do is keep an eye on the Kraftwerk ferry sailing's, drinking for four sailing's means home in time for Noel.
I say ram skate i admire your ambition, don't forget your brolly, looks like rain.
I wish I could come for a drink, but that would spoil the 'Vote For Me!' referendum. I'll be there in spirit.
Do I take it you're a Moho Sapiens then, Stardusted?
He's a rummy looking young cove that barman...
sorry guys, i self moderated there.
i don't wish to associate myself with working at a certain place as i've no idea what i'll post when i'm drunk and any such place that i may or may not work at may or may not appreciate being associated with me.
hope thats cleared things up.
Go on, admit it, you've put in for the Thanet Times Hottest Barman competition and you're scared that Nick Concierge might find out you've been on my blog.
I don't think I'm sauve enough to get into such a sophisticated column.
Curiously, Nicks brother has been a regular on the geology appreciation club site for some years now.
Are they by any chance related to the long established builders merchants here in the Playground?
Yes, perhaps they ran out of bricks as a consequence of all the millionaire mansions that are being done up around here.
" b-ton bertie said...
He's a rummy looking young cove that barman..."
I had to ask my mum what that meant.
You old dudes have some whack sayings.
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