Hang on! She's just opened her mouth to offer a special birthday greeting, and it doesn't sound like Shirley at all. What? It sounds like a man. What? In fact, it sounds rather like Millennium. WHAT?!
Maybe it's someone she keeps being mistaken for over her supermarket trolley. Who could it be? No – the name escapes me. Something to do with 'I loved what you did getting rid of the grammar schools, but I liked that Mr Hartnell better…'
And a happy 2011 to all of you at home.
*Millennium is the finest politico-economic blogger in the country. He should know how many birthdays make ten.
…He does, of course. But it's a point of principle.

<3 Hippy burpdae to the fluffy one
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