A MIXED BAG

 

The posts this week are proving to be a mixed bag - and not in a good way.

Even Robert that catatonic catholic cleaner has renamed his blog Robert's Potato Bag which, to be honest sounds a lot more wholesome and nutritious than his previous manifestations.

Richard has got himself all in a twist about Latin blog post titles and is showing his jealousy at not having been invited into the upper echelon of classes back in school.

"Let it go Richard, let it go".

 

I might have started off These old slavish followers when I posted: THE BLOG POST TO BE IMITATED which, as per usual, gave them some ideas for their own posts. I just didn't expect that they would go all nutty over it.

Richard, in addition to his mithering over perceived schoolday injustices, banged on (again) about some silly old guy who I've mentioned in the past. Mike the tennis club former member. Sheesh! Mike no longer comes to tennis having been once too often been reproached by yours truly. Richard knows this or he should do if he read my posts closely (and who wouldn't?).

 Oh well, it's only Thursday so those old guys might still find some inspiration. Richard has completed his "I'll tell you that I work three days a week" 6 hours of farting about and getting paid for it so might deign to write a proper post tomorrow.

Robert ... well, Robert has things on his mind given that the weekend approaches. It'd be nice to think that he stays with his potato bag as I like all forms of the plant solanum tuberosum, especially if the New Zealand Agra variant is used to make chips, roast potatoes, boiled potatoes, mashed potatoes, Hasselback potatoes or stuffed potatoes. No doubt though he will drop this lovely meal accompaniment for some old nonsense about Gospels, the Bible, which bloody day of the year is important in the Catholic made-up liturgical year and, of course, the latest Maryan nutter.

Ho hum!