Quite a productive afternoon, after a quick lunch with the family I got on with some ideas I’ve had kicking about in my head for ages, I did some very enjoyable drawings of a bridge I had planned from Ireland to Scotland ( or from Scotland to Ireland) I can really see it working....unless there are galeforce winds or high seas or something, but that’s just details.I have also been poring over the map to see where’s a good place to re-site the House Of Lords....this took me ages but have found the perfect location, Bridlington! It has all the things older people like ( sea, sand, deck chairs, bingo!) plus it’s far enough away to be out of our hair.I’ve never been there or heard of it but am sure they will all love it anyway.
A short tea break after that ( with a small KitKat, Carrie has banned the large size) and then an advisor came to tell me that the President of the US was on line one for me ( a secure line).Alrighty! Is that John Biden I asked the spad, ‘no’ he replied that’s Joe Biden but it isn’t him.’ “What on earth are you saying then, you said it was him” ....the spad looked confused, and I was certainly confused until he sighed and said ‘ It’s Donald Trump, sir’.Oh, that President “I said “I thought he’d gone” and picked up the phone.
Donald sounded peeved and said he’d been waiting for me to
Ring him and talk about his new State Visit here at Easter.He
Wanted me to know that he and Melania wanted to travel all around London in ‘the golden coach’ which should be drawn by six dappled grey horses.This visit was news to me, but managed to umm and err a bit in a Hugh Grant sort of way which most Yanks find charming.Donald was having none of it though and wanted details of the full itinerary, I confess I had to wing it, so there will be visits to a whisky distillery in
Mayfair, a golf club in Whitechapel, a royal hunting lodge in Islington, a castle in Tottenham followed by archery lessons in leafy Acton.He seemed pleased but told me his enemies were everywhere, he won the election but vote rigging and Satanic forces were trying to oust him, and that he was at present holed up in the Oval Office with the White House itself guarded by 70 million loyal supporters.After exhorting me to pray for him and if possible to bring forward the State
Visit to January, he rang off. Phew! Why didn’t anyone tell me about his blasted State Visit, something else for me to worry about now.I rang down to the kitchen for a large KitKat and threw myself gloomily into the recliner.
, last time I sipped one of your cups of tea I came over all peculiar. It is interesting that even despite our many differing political opinions on here, nobody, but nobody thinks he is ill or deserving of anything other than gentle mocking. I wonder if dad Stanley pops onto GN? Maybe he could tell Boris about this thread?