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Monday, March 05, 2007

Love Letters In The Strand

The dogs are hunting in packsSo why shouldn't a good looking girl send a saucy email to a good looking boy. I think it's quite sweet, really. I can't see for the life of me what all this fuss is about.

A bit like Julia Roberts blowing electronic kisses to Hugh Grant. Or Lady Chattery sending a postcard to the Head Gardener at Christie Hospital.

Just a bit of fun. Nothing serious intended.

Now, back to the dogs...

1 comment:

E Strebe-Griebling said...

Dear Jonathan

What the hell is going on? I've been dragged out of bed by Yates at six in the morning and questioned without even being offered a decent cup of cappuccino and now I've got Abe breathing down my neck telling me I've got to say this and that about the list. We all know he gave "advice" on the nominations but now I'm supposed to perjure myself to save his fat arse. Well, to hell with that. I don't give a muff dive whether Abe goes ahead with his threat "to bring Him down if I go down". Sod the lot of them. Do you have any idea what it's like in Holloway? I was a volunteer visitor once and I'm effing well not going to end up in there with the dykes and psychopaths. For f**k's sake get this sorted, will you.