Sunday, 10 August 2008

Entry 35: in which my feeble editor makes his excuses

An unwelcome fact has come to my attention; my earthly editor has not been keeping these posts going at the kind of clip I am entitled to expect. There can be no excuse given that all he has to do is upload some text, I have already created, to blogoland.

Unless the sniveling wretch gets his act together I will visit various plagues of positively biblical proportions upon him. Even though I am quite nice.

However, I am, as ever, magnanimous. I will concede that the combination of renovation and visiting family has rather eroded his free time. If he promises to extract his digit from whatever sphincter it is embedded in, pronto, I will forgive. Perhaps.

Editor's note 1: He's got me dead to rights. What can I say?

Editor's note 2: So who's writing this text anyway? How come there is an entry, in the Diaries, complaining about my tardiness? Was this foreseen? Spooky!

6 comments:

Dumdad said...

Crikey, don't upset the big fella!

Janelle said...

whoa.

Mud in the City said...

I will be looking out for vengeful storm clouds gathering over France...

Ernest de Cugnac said...

I'm sure it will all work out in the end folks.

Definitions needed (a) it (b) work out and (c) end.

Absolute Vanilla (and Atyllah) said...

Just who is God on this here blog?

Ernest de Cugnac said...

av - that is one of the wisest questions I have been asked.