I'm fascinated to learn how you arrived at that conclusion...

Basically, you write like a woman posing as a 'man with a very bizarre outlook on the world', there's a compliment in there somewhere. Are you familiar with Mr Mole?

Yes, I think I liked it more when divoz tried to get everyone to call me Gyles Brandreth.

Wasn't Adrian Mole forever having a J. Arthur (used to live on Holderness Road) whilst musing about some richard called Pandora? Why wings would get well messed up with that, wouldn't be able to soar with The Skein.

I love your posts mate,its like entering the twilight zone.

Ade is much better suited than Gyles, He did have a thing with Mrs Braithwaite, she caused all sorts of problems in his loins.

Also had an avid fear of a Swan breaking his arm?

Your writing style is very familiar to that of Sue Townsend when she is writing as Adrian Mole, That said, I urge anyone who enjoys your posts to look our for said literature its a very good read.

Hmm, not [ireally[/i very flattering, was aiming for something a bit better than a woman writing about a hopeless pillock from the Midlands, although I do quite frequently reference Obergruppenführer Mild Rover.

That Yogi Bear song is utter shatpank by the way.

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Maybe it's just in my head that your both similar, although I can quite imagine you drafting a letter to various hierarchy with your disgust of today's youth and their lack of ability to pen a sentence correctly.


Has it been in your head since though?

It is a sad reflection on the Midlands than my first reaction is to point out that I'm not from there, rather than dispute the implication that I'm a pillock.

I read the early Mole books years back. My mum has read the more recent ones and tells me that the fictional Mr. Mole slipped on some swan metres from our old house near the canal.

I love his hatred of swans, just like pmh with his ducks.

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www.scribd.com/doc/47829355/Mole-Cooks-His-Goose Ade.