Naughty Oliver Sprout!

No need to worry about the spelling Nellie !

In a previous job, I had to do a welcome speech to around a 100 - 200 guests at a time, and I always tried to make it at least a bit humorous.

One evening, the entertainments person had sloped off to have sex with her boyfriend gone missing, so to fill the gap I did sort of do a 15 minute thing of what might loosely be called "stand up". I stole stuff from Dave Allen (school kids/teenagers talking on the phone, even though they had been together all day, teenagers thinking that if they stare long enough into the fridge something else just might materialise, etc etc) I got away with it!

Think I may be a bit long in the tooth (and way too nervous!) to start out on that road, although I'm drawn towards the written word.

I worry that this may sound big headed, but so many people (especially on GN) seem to like my ramblings, it does make me think a bit about if there might be a wider audience who are easily pleased might enjoy the odd bit of the codswallop that I write.

So far, apart from the village magazine, the only publication I have submitted a piece to has been "The Oldie" and that piece was turned down.

Sorry about the spelling phoenix. I can never get it right.

pheonix Have you ever thought of doing stand up comedy ?

Oh yuk, shysal !

Nellie I'm glad to say that Fraidy isn't one of mine, he belongs to next door along with Toffee, Moski, Marvin, Bear and the latest addition, Gerald

Many thanks to you all for the compliments on my random ramblings, I still would like to do a blog, but heaven knows when I would get the time! Work does get in the way of so many things!

tiggy do keep us informed about Purdy's Progress (sounds like a good title for a blog?)

Tara left a rat on my front doorstep a few years ago. Thankfully she could not bring it through the catflap but I had the pleasure of removing it when I found the creature. At least it was dead, most birds she brings home are still alive. Thankfully the bird killing spree has not occurred this year.

One of my previous cats was a great hunter and brought in all manner of prey from the woods and elsewhere. At one point he regularly deposited a piece of frozen fish under the telephone table in the hall (always on a Friday) where I would find it only when it began to smell and drip into the carpet!
His largest 'gift' was a partially eaten cooked turkey carcass, with which he climbed in the bathroom window while I was in the bath, giving us both a shock! Don't you just love the little dears!

Oh phoenix you really do need to get to a wider audience than GN much as we love reading your posts !
I am now hoping that Purdy is the only feline I must pander to !

How is the job going ?

I cat I had in a shared flat had the name Franklin D'arcy Crouch.
The last name was because he was born in Crouch End. Very posh now full of bedsits in 1971,
Was known as Frank or Frankie wanky!

Pheonix I haven't heard about Fraidy. When did he arrive?

Brilliant, Phoenix!I don't know why you haven't written the best seller yet.
My sympathies over the birds. Our two are lethal hunters and have unfortunately reduced the bird population in their time.Their latest is half grown rabbits which they bring in usually in the middle of a good programme on t.v. So far we have managed to rescue most of them, but scrabbling round under furniture late in the evening can get a little tedious!
I hope your Oliver Sprout doesn't progress to larger prey, it can be exhausting!

Just what I was going to post Icyalittle

You are so good at this phoenix. (Snorting with laughter, even though I know I should be suitably [shocked] at the demise of the birds.)