Posted in Legal Profession, VM on March 27, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Dear Diary,
How long it is since I have seen my ink spurt forth on to your virgin page. I am afraid that, as I age, it becomes more difficult to summon the tide of literary output which once, without effort, flowed tumultuously across your pure cream face, like a skier carving a turn on softly [...]
Posted in Ruthie, VM on March 17, 2008 | 4 Comments »
As Ruthie’s trial is slowly steered like the QE2 through choppy waters into safe harbour by her handsome, erudite and charming leader (who incidentally is a keen reader of this blog) Ruthie took the opportunity to have some time out over the weekend honing her biking skills on a motorbike skills enhancement course. The biking [...]
Posted in Politics, VM on February 11, 2008 | 10 Comments »
Dear Diary,
A fascinating email from a source close to Jack Doyle and Robbie Graham, who are the two private dicks in the Madonna of the Yardwinder case.
Our source says, “They had successfully returned goods before with the endorsement of the local police. They were offered the chance by an intermediary, who contacted them because of [...]
Posted in Humour, Legal Profession, VM on January 22, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Dear Diary,
I am afraid that I am neglecting you and that this neglect will continue a little while longer. I am currently engaged in serious matters of State and am much exercised by them. At the end of a day it is all I can do to allow Tucker to rub me down and massage [...]
Posted in Humbug, Legal Profession, Terrorism, VM on January 6, 2008 | 6 Comments »
Dear Diary,
How cosy it is to be back with you again. I am afraid I rather neglected you during the revelry that marked the festive season and the New Year. Although events chez Maiden were domestic they were time consuming. Tucker received his customary presents: a yard of ale, a bolt of keeper’s tweed and a [...]
Posted in Ruthie, VM on December 26, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Dear Diary,
I have let go of Tucker’s enormous box and he has gone off to stroke it lovingly before getting his hand on what is inside.
Meanwhile I am off to watch a game of Association Football in a place called (so I am told) Wigon. How very suitable for a Barrister. I would not like [...]
Posted in Ruthie, VM, this site on December 15, 2007 | 5 Comments »
By a bizarre co-incidence it appears that both Ruthie and VM are suffering from some strange illness. We’ve both gone to lie down (separately) in darkened rooms and are trying our best not to scratch in the hope it clears up soon.
Dear Diary,
It is alas, too true. I am convinced that my being incommode is [...]
Posted in Terrorism, VM on December 6, 2007 | 4 Comments »
Dear Diary,
I do so love dear AA Milne.
Samina was a poet with some very odd ideas,
Of cutting peoples’ heads off whilst reciting the Koran
On Wednesday and on Saturday
Especially on the latter day
She wrote things in her diary and tried to make them scan
I am mujahadeen (saw, saw)
I am mujahadeen (chop, chop)
I am mujahadeen
And you [...]
Posted in Change the World, VM on December 2, 2007 | 9 Comments »
Dear Diary,
I have been wondering why people find the concept of free speech so very difficult. I have concluded that it is because the debate has been so clogged up with cliche and ideology that it is increasingly difficult to discern the basic positions with clarity. Modestly, therefore, I have set out to clean these particular [...]
Posted in VM, this site on November 8, 2007 | 8 Comments »
Dearest Diary,
‘Tis true, ’tis true. Yesterday I met Mistress Ruthie for the first time. Ahhh, never was the day so bathed in amber light. Never did the mean streets appear so wide and paved with gold. Never were my ears so suffused with the sound of rose petals gently falling onto soft lawn; for thus [...]
