The Engine room is broken down and may start up again in the new year, providing the ice can be thawed from his manifold gasket.
Meanwhile Glynsky sleeps the sleep of the dead.
His excesses on Christmas day as outlined in my post Fat Bastard In Luncheon Eruption even caused an minor earthquake in parts of the UK.
This is a time of peace and goodwill to all men.
Naturally this excludes the Beast of the bulls**t, or Glynsky, as his friends refer to him, or they would if he had any.
Someone, somewhere should write some New Year resolutions for him.
I could suggest one to be going on with.
As a small matter of politeness he should stop wishing people who cross him a slow painful death.
One day, someone might fulfill the contract that remains outstanding.
I paid good money for that ‘Hit’ and have no wish to see it go to waste.
I shall write more when there is some room on the Internet from the constant fake Xmas cheerfulness he continues to sprout.
In the meantime some decent music.
Ah me, Christmas is already becoming a memory – which in my case is a very good one. I hope yours is too,
So, towards the New Year we drift and maybe, just maybe, it is time for a collection of brilliant musicians of whom I’ve heard nothing for ages but whose music I play often. They were exceptionally innovative and it is very much ‘mood’ music, but seems fresh each time you listen.
Some of you may recall ‘Telephone and Rubber Band’ which was used in some advert or other. I am sorry if all the films are from one concert appearance, but they are good quality. Introducing The Penguin Cafe Orchestra, all they did was magic – hope you enjoy it too!
Ever yours diablog
Despite the recent footage of ER at Pete’s love nest, more has been uncovered since his return home. As I may see him on New Year’s Eve, my heart leadenly sinks, but at least I will be able to tell you if he still (hopefully) bears the scars.
In the meantime, I am sure you will enjoy seeing his discomfort – I certainly did, ingrate
Opinions are divided and, as usual, the Grumps can’t decide!! Who do we adopt to be our Christina –
1. Spit-Roasted Meat