And Then A Quick One...

   Just a quick post as I don’t want to miss my place in the queue outside the bookshop as I wait, with un-baited breath, for that royal fellows book to go on sale. That would be the book that’s cleverly and subtly put in its place over at Head Rambles...
   From wot I’ve seen of reviews and snips of interviews it would seem care in the community isn’t working out all that well and the clincher for me is his revelation{?} regards the number of our newest bestest ever friends he’s supposedly dispatched in a country far away.
   Wot could possibly go wrong? Has he just made himself, his family and friends targets for every nut job prowling around out there dressed in exploding underwear?  He’s going to need volume two  and three to cover security costs...
   Only one thing springs to my mind with that statement and thus I repeat, yet again, this one below. Worth bookmarking as it seems something new crops up in the ‘news’ every day that this number could be related to.

        
Note: I note the above has had twenty-three million views. So I’m not alone in my thoughts then...

Quote;  Rodney Dangerfield.

“I told my wife the truth. I told her I was seeing a psychiatrist. Then she told me the truth. She was seeing a psychiatrist, two plumbers and a bartender.”