Some comments from a fan and the Notorious Blare on this so called Blog!
Thank you 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 bedivilment 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'm 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 Archer's number here somewhere...I'll get back to you.
Tatty bye Everybody Tattybye