Thursday 24 January 2008

THAT SIR DIDDY INTERVIEW WITH JONES THE RHOS IN FULL, PLUS - THE LIVERPOOL H8 CD, RORY STOREY AND THE SHENANIGANS AND CHAS CREOLE!!!!!

By Jove, Missus!

Have you seen the headlines following my guest appearance on the Wicked FM Welsh radio show, 'Friday night with Jones the Rrhos'?

“Fury over Sir Diddy Comments on Rrhos The Interview”

When asked by Rrhos what Diddy missed most about Liverpool, he laughed.

Somewhat taken aback Rrhos said: "I waaaasn’t expecting laughter boyo, is there anything you miss about Liverpool?


“Err, the money” replied Sir Diddy……..

Many people are now saying that Sir Diddy’s return to Liverpool for the opening event was a cynical manoeuvre to remind people of how bloody awful it could have been.

Leader of the City Inconsolable, Wally Bradlow said: "It is sad that Diddy chose not to make up a load of sentimental toss about the city.

"We welcomed him to the event with an open expenses account.

"There’s a lot going on he could have talked about….all the grotty things that we have been busy covering up.

"The Shakespeare company is doing one of his finest comedies, rewritten for Liverpool, 'Two Gentlemen on Perroni'

"We certainly won't be inviting him to this year's Mathew Street Festival…is it on?

"Having spent some time with Diddy, his comments disappointed me and I really thought he was bigger than that."
Comments from local people included:"String him up!"
"Punch him on the chin, if you can find it."
"I think Pete Bounds - the one they got rid of - would have been better."
"He is just too used to the Hollyhead lifestyle."
"He was just here to promote his crap CD 'Liverpool H8 Figure'"
"What a heel!"
By Jove, ladies and gentlemen, having left Liverpool still feeling full of plumtiousness and other free booze at the Malmaison, I wake up next day to find - according to a city opinion poll - I am public enemy Number One, overtaking Hitler, Tarby, Spring Heeled MacIllhinney, Boss Hogg, from the Dukes of Hazard and Beryl Barmpot.

I’ll bet half of the people making these comments didn’t even see my interview!

So missus, to allow you to make up your own mind, I offer the full edited and fiddled about with transcript of my interview, to allow the good and fuuurrrrr…..fuuurrr, we say in Liverpool, fuurrr minded people to decide for themselves.

Here it is.
MUSIC FADES
Rrhos: "The house band, ladies and gentlemen, Four Executive Diwectors and a Fiasco!
Now, shall we bwing the next guest on?

(Audience screaming no and running for exits)

Rrhos: "Here he is, ladies and gentlemen, the one and only, thank god, Sir Diddy Upstart!"

Diddy: "By Jove, they all love me. Love and peace missus. By Jove yes, you look like you’d love a piece.
"Can I say how tickled I was to be in Liverpool last weekend for the City of Custard.
"Where’s me CD? Show em me CD!
"Yes, I was tickled 35,000 times…in cash! What a wonderful weekend.... Hartlepool is great!"

Rrhos: "Now I see you’re still giving it the fingers, wubbing your thumb acwoss them."

Diddy: "Well yes, I’m still trying to spread love of cash. Love of cash everyone!"

Rrhos: "So the only thing you miss is the money?"

Diddy: Well the crowd was excited, so I had to say I was this close to coming back for some more.
"But the Custard Company has spent it and all the budget for the next few years.
"Don’t get me wrong, Liverpool is great, I grew rich there. I have accounts there. But you know. you can only get away with so much before you laugh so hard all the way to the bank that you rupture your clack."

Rrhos: "Now you have had another caweer and been in a few films."

Diddy: "Yes I was great. I played a Robbing Australian Archer alongside Marlon Bradley.
"We were friends for two weeks and then nothing. But he used to come into breakfast meetings with me and start counting the spoons and I’d say 'look, he’s counting the spoons'. Marvellous!"
Rrhos: "I was looking at one of your other movies recently - not the one pwoduced by council staff when you were Chuckle Executive, “Help” - but the more wecent one Health!
"And the humour in that still shines thwough. A fat little gnome lecturing about health and fluffing his lines is still hilarwious.
"Lets’s face it you were cwap. Still available on Youtube. In fact I am gonna make the kids watch it if they don’t go to bed.
"Now we found this photo of you outside a bank in Liverpool, so who are these guys?"

Diddy: "Oh by Jove, that’s Rory Storey and the Shenanigans!
"And you see him, on the end, he was the Jimmy Kendricks of his day!
"And that’s Macca, the dog!
"You know whenever we went away, in those days, we had to take a blonde. I wonder where she is now."

Rrhos: "But you are wearwing big pink money belts. I imagine it must have taken some bottle in Livepool with all the cuts in services to wear that?"

Diddy: "Those moneybelts were useful. When they tried to corner us, we said. 'hey we got moneybelts' and they just handed me another £380,000!"

Rrhos: "So let’s talk about your new CD Liverpool H8.
"Now not only is this on CD, but it is, look at this, available on ligature, I haven’t seen this before!"
Diddy: "Yes, a friend of mine, Chas Creole produces these from his modest offices in Freepark.
"You can wear it around your neck and strangle yourself to death listening to my lectures."

Rrhos: "Diddy, it’s been wonderful to have you here! Give me your bank account number and keep spweading love of cash.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Sir Diddy!"
(Audience hisses)
End of Interview.
Rrhos: "So, Sir Wichard of Attenborwough, were you ever tempted to shag an Iguana?"
(Cut transcript)

So there you have it missus. I was great!
Lovable, full of plumptiousness and really selling the City of Custard.
Of course, now in Liverpool they are going to have to sell everything to pay for it.
So pop down to the Oh H8 place and show your support by purchasing one of the 08 commemorative products produced by the Royal Dickie Mint “Tears for Souvenirs.”
They are going at cost price - only £1.00 each - and we have at least 26 million of them to shift.
Unfortunately Liverpool Direct is charging the council £2.20 to sell them.
Different budget lines, different lines. It’s all legal.
Ha ha!
By Jove, my Diddymen learned well from the Squire of Grotty Cash and my diddy love child Doc the MacIllMarmaliser.
We get by with a little help from our friends.
Tatty Bye everybody, Tatty Bye!

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

SO please youve got your own blog Prof!

Tori Blare said...

WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF BLOGGING!
YOU WERE GREAT!
I'M STILL PUSHING YOU FOR ELECTED MAYOR OF LIVERPOOL.

Anonymous said...

By Jove! some comments from a fan and the Notorious Blare on this so called Blog! Thankyou gentlemen or ladies as the case may be. I fear though, I can take no credit...although I will take cash....for the appearance of this blog. My humble role is merely a scribe with quill,ink and carrier pidgeon, offering guidance and insight to the good people of mirthyside whilst putting the record straight on my charity work, which as you know begins at home.

I had to challenge the wicked accusations of bedivvilment and discomknockeration levelled against me and my former Diddymen by the original Terry Polish who began this blog followed by 47 others claiming to have the same name. They can't fool me, that's why they use that picture of Dirk Douglas it's the old "No I am Snagglepuss!" line. When all 47 of them suddenly disappeared, suffering from suckertash, Terry's Polishers with their more colourful use of language (mainly blue missus,although they have toned it down, no pun unintended) resurrected this damn thing again.

Now they have provided me with this specific tab, not in support of my wisdom and advice but, I fear, to mock me and make it appear as if my articles and contributions are a joke. Look at the photographs they use! Me hair all over the place like Cherie Booth! Either that or they put up some picture of a constipated hamster that somebody has put a pair of specs on. Never mind the standards board, I am going to the RSPCA!

No mention in the profile of my first class honours degree in speed sausage knotting or that I am a qualified balloonist, yes I can make a poodle in six seconds! But nevertheless I will continue to fight them and make sure the good people of this fine metrollopus are able to see the other side of the coin, while they still have any coins left. Oh too late!

I thank you for your support in advance of any decision I may make to stand for Elected Mayor, however, Foghorn Leggarty would no doubt launch a smear campaign which could tarnish the fine reputation I have built up for the city and risk further damage to my legacy. Now living in Mirth of Tydfill over a disused mineshaft where I keep me valuables, I am probably no longer eligible to stand. However if the money is right or if there is any left, I could be tempted!

If you want a Mayor for Liverpool then there are really only two candidates that the public would go for. The loved and much missed, Fatty Marbrow with his old sidekick Frank Pirrelli dump Dorman as his Mayoress. A potential Dream Ticket there, depends what you eat before bed. In Marbrow's case everything!

Failing that for Mayor and Mayoress, Peacemaker and now Mersey ferry captain, Jolly Marsden and Sonia. Both fine, decent, honest and genuine down to earth people...I suppose that rules them out then.

Hang on I have Jeffrey Archers number here somewhere...I'll get back to you.

Tatty bye Everybody Tattybye