Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Wafa or Wafah ?

Good old Reuters, what would one do without them?
I must say that over the years they have provided the civilised world with excellent news coverage.
I had just cracked open another bottle of bolly when this little ditty caught my eye.
By god! brought back memories of the old souk.
The smell of musk and exotic spices, what a marvelous playround for a young buck.
Aden and Saudi back in those days were marvelous places to be for a young lad about town, especially with a few quid in his pocket and a keen sense of adventure.
a the Gulf of Arabie!
Seems nowadays, Calafornia is the new east.
Sort of feel sorry for the young filly, though. She might as well get a job as a target on a firing range after this photo shoot!

This is what the Reuters Article said:

Meet Osama's niece

She's not the model niece Osama bin Laden's looking for - but she is modelling.
This is how Wafah Dufour, the al-Qaeda leader's niece, will appear in the January 2006 issue of GQ magazine.
Dufour, who took her mother's maiden name after the terrorist attacks in the US on September 11, 2001, is an aspiring musician struggling to make a name for herself.
She says she has never met Osama bin Laden.
"Everyone relates me to that man, and I have nothing to do with him," she said in the article.
"There are 400 other people related to him, but they are all in Saudi Arabia, so nobody's going to get tarred with it.
"I'm the only one here."



Rather Splendid!

Saturday, September 10, 2005

Strange Brew Links

Nearly forgot!
I say chaps and chappettes, I spent quite a lot of time on the american internet whilst I was in the clinic in california ( ever noticed how it starts with Khaliph in its pronunciation), absolutely fascinating, so I have started a link column down on the right hand side called Strange Brew Links, fascinating stuff, well worth visiting some of them and giving them some advice and a piece of your mind to keep them on the right track.

Back on Terra Firma

Just back from an extended stay in a rather splendid and famous health spa in California, on the insistance of my family.
I can thoroughly reccommend a visit, but can only give it a score of 8 out of 10, the reason for this was the absolute lack of any form of alcohol at all.
I tried to reason with Betty, but her only reply to me was, and I quote " if its good for Omaha George, then sunny boy! its good enough for you!"
By God! What a firm filly she looked when she said that, I could just hear the thwacks on my old rump, with every vowel that she drawlled.
The place itself was like a sort of Butlin`s for famous people. Every night we would all visit everyone else`s apartments and have a jolly good time in deed, its bloody amazing what you can get up,t without the old booze.
When it came time to depart for London, I could bearly tear myself away, can you imagine!
In my absense, my Victualler had kept up my weekly deliveries. As a result I have returned to a rather splendidly stocked wine and spirits cellar. Top ho!!!

Saturday, July 02, 2005


Before you do anything else, go here LIVE 8 LIVE, and sign the petition, make your voice heard, stop fear and poverty!

Then head for Gleneagles, Scotland, I have heard that there is a marvelous round of golf to be had!
Apparently there will be a celebrity politician, golf tournament to raise money for world poverty, what a wonderfully good spirited gesture on the part of these important and busy world leaders.
There is meant to be a web site somewhere, where one can donate to the teams playing, but I have been unable to find it.
If anyone does, let me know!

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Breaking News, or is it Wind?

Could not help noticing the similarity between Anthonys arse and Saskias Breasts.
If this is what poor Vivian Westwood has to contend with when she is designing a pair of shorts then my heart goes out to her!
Time for a Glenlivett I think!

One of Saskia`s litter

Did she really say "your my lions"
A bit of cub sucklin` would certainly spice things up.
God! The thought brings back memories of of childhood and our old estate farm, in Essex.
We had this wonderful old sow, and I remember her little piglets snuggled into her warm belly suckling away on her wonderful teats.
I was riveted, I can tell you.
Time for a gin & tonic water

Orlaith! I have just become a breast man

I sincerley hope that this does not Herald his leaving our beloved Conservative Party!
Golly what a sight he would be turning up at the next conference at Brighton or where ever, in a fetching little Bra and Pantie set!
Might even make me renew the old membership, what!

Life is Wonderful

and so is Orlaith, Raather!
The joys of Cosmetic Surgery, What!
Time to pop open a bottle of Vintage Moet I think!

Top O` the mornin` to you

I say!
I will certainly by adding the Emerald Isle to my Holiday plans!
Oh sorry I mean Northern Ireland, thats where the finger lakes are I think,apparently great trout fishing. Old Bushmills & Guiness Stout, ahh bliss!!!!!
Oh by the way just after this Maxwell had his hand in his shorts, what was he doing? The same as the previous mabey?

Tits `n Ass

I am sorry about my appaling title for this photo, but it was the only one that sprung to mind, I wonder why?

The last walk of the damned

I wonder if this is how Eva Braun and good old
Adolf looked during their final walk in Berlin in
But a question , which one is Eva and which Adolf.

Cocktail mix ?

I have checked all of my books on exotic cocktails and can`t find this one anywhere, lymphedema primary vertigo. Came across it whilst travelling the wonderful wide web the other night, may have spelling wrong , already had two bottles of Bolly at the time

Good Bye! Farewell! I`m Wishing you adieu

Don`t be stupid. Be a smartie! Come and join the Nazi Party!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, June 27, 2005

Big Brother look a likes

Who will be beauty and who will be beast?
Who said the following!!!!!!!
Orlaith is`nt that an african name.
She`s not english.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Big Brother Look a Likes

I rest my Case, which one of these two, or are they the same person, do you think would have a suite at The Ritz Hotel,London.
Apparently it wears Vivian Westwood tee skirts

My Physician muttered um!

That was about the soundest bit of advice I recieved during the whole bloody consultation !
I`ve known the man all my life, we went to boarding school together!, for gods sake. A sabbatical from my usual lifestyle. Well, I thought, I will humour him, never did know what he was talking about.
Um, got me thinking though!
So with tonic and lemon in hand, sadly without the Geneva, on to the wonderful wide web.
Googled words ending with um.
Came across Lithium, sounded promising, a bit like Milk of Magnesium, matron used to give us lots of it for every kind of ailment.
I clicked the google link and up popped Lithium Picnic, what a little eye opener it turned out to be.
Some damn fine young guys and gals taking some awfully interesting photo snaps, definite memories of old Madame Yevonde`s snaps.
Some of these people would make damn fine royal court photographers, damned if I would`nt be suprised if some of them were !
Thoroughly set me up for the evening, found the bottle of Van Hoorebeke, thoroughly enjoyable!
I say Salut to Lithium Picnic,
"Damn the Torpedos! Full steam ahead !"

Friday, June 17, 2005

I have

been up all night trying to get this bloody bottle of Bollinger opened.
Have I succeeded?
I bloody well have not!!!!
Those drunken bastards have, I think, put super glue around the cork, probably in the hope that I would rush straight to the neck of the bottle and dispense with using one of my Reidel collection.
The only thing that saved my sanity was Ann Coulter turning up on my doorstep, she had apparently hitched a lift across on some steak barons Lear Jet, having fallen out with, the week before, Virgin or was it Virgil.
It was fortunate that I was able to retrieve the bolly before she left, the super glue probably having set some considerable time before she arrived.
But I fear that my Slazenger, Dunlop and Penn tennis balls will never fully recover from the evenings fun, she having managed to compress all six of them flat in one firm sitting.
My god what a FOOL I have been! She could probably have clenched it open for me with an Absolute minimum use of muscle power, although she was a bit wobbly on her feet.

I finished

work early today, if you can even call it that anymore. I decided that I had had enough! Lets face it, its friday, they were all pished. They came in as is usual, on a friday, dressed down in their Nike trainers , their Armani shorts and their flouncy Dolce & Gabbana Chelsea football strip thingies!
I try never to look below the tinsel and tinkle, but I know that if I did I would in all likelyhood find sweaty Versace thongs trapped between shiney buttocks regardless of gender.
GOD! I thought that american dress down had gone out last century, seems to have lingered over here well past its sell by date, going by the apperance of these Muppets.
They did not even notice me leave: should be called heaving with Moet & Chandon friday, if the truth be told

Thursday, June 16, 2005

Can`t find a

liqueur glass.
Apparently this Brandewijn is a sort of liqueur, I thought it was Gin, its smells pleasently of oranges.
I think it should be OK to use one of my Reidel stem ware white wine glasses, I should get through the bottle faster that way.
I`ve got an early start in the morning

I`ve just found

a bottle of Citroen BOKMA Brandewijn, 100 cl, 25% volume.
It says on the side of the bottle LEEUWARDEN HOLLAND,
That does not bother me!
I`m going to drink it!!!!!!
I think its a liqueur, boy am I going to have fun again tonight.

Wednesday, June 15, 2005

I`m still drinking

and some how finding the time to sit at this silly looking Macintosh computer, and write this wonderfully alcholic drivel. I`snt this great, I am using a bit of cutting edge computer technology to post the most incredible nonsense. This really is the dawning of the age of Aquarius.

As you may have guessed

I`ve been drinking.
It was, I am now sad to say, a rather nice GERWURZTRAMINER, and thats with the bottle in my mouth! Ah! the last precious drops......
It was a 2002 Alsace, 13,5% by volume, which was the "Produce of France" .................... and it was especially picked for my consumption and stupification by TESCO. These guys are saints, Shop at Tesco, thats what I say.
And the bottle somewhat resembles (drunk word) an intercuntinental projectile!
Thank god or gott that the french hung onto some of their germans or vice ( now there`s a nice word) versa .
Does anyone know the french for "vorsprung dur technique"
I`d love to know
I`ve got to scan this label and post it when its dry. To hell, Tom with, " doin` a scene with a magazine", I`ll lick the label from an Alsace from Lorraine any day

I`ve always been there, I`ve always been there

Lets all see how far this goes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Will we get as far as an inter-cuntinental projectile ?, or will we just peter out like tears in the rain,
ah pretty dove!
What an end Rutger had eh! Butt, that was a long time ago, by the clock !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!