Hello there Gentledudes. I am here and ready to share some more piccies and experiences from the last few weeks. It has been a bit of a rollercoaster and involved a power sharing agreement with that man at one point.
First of all it was hey ho and away we go to lovely Boston. Yes it was up, up and away for another of our mega trips but this time that man divided us and tried to rule this way. No such luck but we were seated separately on the plane in order that we did not become uncontrollable. As if! The very idea! Well clearly we were travelling with Mr Misery. Anyway it was off to the Concorde Room for a pre flight snifter and what a snifter it was. A couple of glasses of a very, very nice Champagne appeared. Here we are.
The rest is a bit of a blur quite frankly. For that reason that man said that he finally had the “goods” on me and unless I agreed to his demands he would reveal all on here. He then whispered what he had and so I had no choice but to agree. Anyway apparently I agreed to publish a couple of pictures of him to show you all how the tache is getting on. Brace yourselves my friends here we go.
I am publishing them without comment as part of the deal as well.
Anyway Boston was great and we all had a really nice time. Much walking and some shopping and some groaning platters. All too soon it was time to come home. After a sharp discussion on the plane that man had to change into BA pyjamas and still had them on when he disembarked. A bet is a bet you know! He walked through passport control, baggage reclaim and customs in them. As he said he had worn less in worst places back in the day and who am I to argue with him. I hear dark whisperings from him so perhaps best to move on for now. Just to say that he is not the only one with potentially damaging information on the other. Pay me enough and I will reveal all.
It is birthday round up time. A big Cliffie wing wave to Uncle Brian and Aunty Helen who are celebrating about now. The same too to Uncle Bill. Happy Birthday to one and all. There has also been a birthday a bit closer to home. Yes St George’s day is our collective birthday and we partied hard I can tell you. Our sympathies are entirely with the dragon by the way. Here is a snap of the afterparty. I am not sure what Douggie is on but I want in. That lamb could have a good time in a paper bag I tell you.
Safe to say that a good time was had by all.
OK I am going to tell you what that man had on me as I don’t trust him to keep quiet for much longer. Apparently in a drunken moment I said “I love you daddy you are so good to all of us”. I don’t recognise this sentiment but apparently in vino veritas. The things I do for all of you! Still I made him walk through a major airport in PJs so perhaps we just call it quits-for now.
Where Eagles fear to flap 