[b]HELLO[/b], good morning and welcome to the latest edition of my blog. Special warm greetings go to my ever-growing band of followers.
I’m going to have to cut down on this post-win boozing. The other week this little darling with warm brown hair and a beautiful smile walked into the country pub near my UK holiday mansion which I like to pop into from time to time to celebrate a win. My friend, ‘Obscure’ Fred Tottington, the local gamekeeper who has a small cottage next door, whispered to me: “She’s rather a beautiful little thing,” to which I replied: “Which one?”
Seeing double is one of the more tolerable side-effects to having a drink. It’s the morning after that irks me. “Hair of the dog, old bean?” yelled Fred through my letterbox. I wouldn’t like to...