Dear Diary
I have never been as popular as I am at the moment with 411 friends on Facebook and 1,453 Followers on Twitter. I am the CEO and Founding Father of 'Cathod dros y Gymraeg' 'Cats for the Welsh Language' https://twitter.com/CathodDYG https://www.facebook.com/groups/369525293256069/370762879798977/?notif_t=group_activity which I hope to monetise and turn into a global brand a la Richard Branson sometime soon.
I am confiding in you this morning, my trusty blog, on yet another Monday in Limbo Land, in case things really take off. We're all just waiting for another beastly government to take power and then we can jolly well get on and enjoy the coming summer which promises to be a corker with lashings of ginger beer and cream cakes. I jolly well hope that those Islamic Fundamentalists don't upset us and Vladimir Putin behaves himself. I've decided to cancel the Mediterranean cruse this year in sympathy with, well I'm sorry but there are just some things you can't joke about. The world is in a perilous place but Uncle Quentin and Aunt Fanny have pulled out the bunting from the dusty wardrobe upstairs where they also found a lion and a witch, huzzah, what fun! V.E Day! Victory in Europe, well we might as well, it's the last bloody victory we'll ever see.
This Diary entry taken from the forthcoming book 'Diary of an unemployed, unmarried, mentally ill, middle aged man' by David Williams. Order your copy now for three shillings and sixpence from 'Upshitcreekwithoutapaddle' Publications of Upper Cwm Twrch. (not far from Glanaman)
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