Good to see CDJ putting the boot in to Lord Ashcroft on Panorama the night before last. I expect to hear that he has received a letter from m'learned friends, Messes Sue, Grabbit and Runne shortly.
Later on we shall be going to Cyprus, DV, for a bit of sunshine. I could do with that. At the end of working in the tropics I used to have quite a decent tan, as in the strong sunlight your skin tans under a shirt, but now I am the same colour as my shirts!
I heard from a chap in Cayman the other day:
Read slowly to figure this one.....got it?...well great, but how can one poor fellow arrive in this predicament?
A story about a Jamaican man . . . a story that only happens in Jamaica. . . as he writes:
A went wid mi fasness go get marrid to a widow who had a daughtah dat was big already.
As ting will happen, mi fahdda fall in love wid mi new stepdaughtah an dem get married .
Derefore: Mi fahdda ah now mi son-in-law, while at di same time mi step
daughta a now mi step maddah.
But dat aint all. In di meantime, mi wife get pregnant an' had mi son - mi son who now turn out to be mi fadda breddah-in-law an also mi own uncle 'cause he is di breddah of mi step-mahddah who is also mi step daughtah. Dis is where tings turn raht*id mad.
Mi fahddah wife now hav a son who is technically mi breddah but is really mi gran-son . . .
Derefore: mi wife is mi granmaddah cause she is mi step-Maddah Maddah.
So now I-man is mi wife husban an gran-pickney at di same time! An being a husban of a gran-maddah mek me ah gran-fahddah. So now I en up being mi own granfahddah...
Lawd, what a ra*s mix up!
And that is about that for this month.
