||[Dec. 19th, 2006|05:32 pm]
With apologies for my enforced silence (a ball-gag, a spell in Pentonville and a trip to Mombasa for some *ingredients*) I come before you again. |
I've been very busy in the run-up to our festive season, initially with a gig as an elf in Peter Stringfellow's Santa's Grotto. Nothing, I've found, says "festive" like a leopard-spotted thong. Made some good memories there, and several influential new friends, so if anyone fancies an OBE, an MBE or a knighthood, you won't have to stump up the cash anymore.
Anyway - don't have long, Cecil is warming the swarfega, we have a couple of fine upstanding members of Her Mag's Constabulary visiting tonight - I'm not expecting to have *any* particulars left after tonight......