Mrs Trellis rushes in as usual "where angels fear to tread".
Dear Carol Thatcher, she writes, I only just heard about your predicament. Personally I can't see what's wrong with calling a Long-eared Owl a golliwog, as long as you didn't say it within earshot of the poor bird. I think the person who informed on you is just jealous because nobody asked THEM to run the country the way you did. Mr Trellis, my late husband, always admired your legs, bless him, but wasn't too keen on the rest of you.
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