It's Official...

...I am definitely flouncing.

After yesterday's shenanigans over at Betty's and my humiliation and degradation at the hands of the holier-than-thou readers of Village of the Damned resident Troubled Diva for daring to express a contrary opinion to the majority, this Deep Sea Diva will be laying low for a bit. A shame, as I had a nice podcast on the way and I felt that things were back on track with this blog after my rather neglecting it and my readers (apologies to both of you, btw) for some time. Still, as I've commented here before, 6 figure hits and the near-universal loathing that being the architect of a blog so seemingly out of step with virtually every right-thinking
person in the UK and the maelstrom of hate and bile that such marginality inevitably brings with it, alone can't buy you happiness.

So, in time-honoured fashion, I will be 'retiring' - oh, alright, slinking off, taking my ball with me so that no one else can play - for a little while and simultaneously returning my MBE to the Queen in protest at Britain's involvement in the Biafran war and Cold Turkey slipping down the charts*. All of it a very big shame, as it somewhat overshadowed my little musical/video tribute to one of my favourite bloggers, which I was quite pleased with but has evidently produced the usual heady cocktail of indifference and contempt. Still, she seems to have stopped reading anyway, so I suppose it doesn't make any difference in the long run.

On the subject of other bloggers, two more quick mentions before I dart back to the nefarious world of the feck blood-splattered goth girl (yes, that sound you can hear is all the "how-we-wattle-and-daubed-our-second-home-in-Cornwall" blog legions sighing with relief). Firstly, in my extended absence, you could all do a lot worse than visit Doris, a very talented and, I think, enormously funny writer. I nearly gagged twice, and had to stop reading after two posts, on my GP's advice. Mind you, he told me my cock was 'normal', but I bet his hasn't got bits falling off it. It's especially odd considering his name is Jeanette. Anyway, Doris' blog is called Stately Moans and I believe she is just another ordinary person, although knowing my luck she'll turn out to be Emma 'Kunting' Kennedy or someone else who is pointlessly well known and thoroughly rancid for it.

Lastly, my thoughts go out to Patroclus, in sympathy.


L.U.V. on y'all,

Bob


*I realise that the Biafran conflict ended some time ago and that Cold Turkey was released in 1969, but my attitude is that if it was good enough for John Lennon..

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