Blether

My Dear Princess & Dear Fellows,

I completely lost track of time last Monday, I thought I'd been talking to the Princess for an hour but it turned out we'd been blethering for TWO WHOLE HOURS.

But this is nothing compared to when Essex Nadia calls. She is Caro's mate from Edinburgh but from "daaaahn sarf" originally. When she calls, I know Caro is in there for the long haul. The two of them started chatting at about 7.30 this morning and finished up at around 2pm. 

Consequently, Punky, Jasper and myself got through about 8 episodes of "Alfred Hitchcock Presents" and I made a casserole. 

Still, it's a Sunday. Sundays are not meant for any great achievement. Even God said so, and I can be ever so religious when it comes to sitting on me arse.

S.

p.s. I was very sad to hear about Doris Day. I must have missed the news from two weeks ago. I think she was very under-rated, especially as a singer.