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Tuesday, 25 October 2016

In which there is but one One...

One has received a missive from a personage calling herself 'one' and having named her blog ' However did it come to this' Dear Reader.

Well, I'll go to the foot of our stairs!

There is only one 'One'

'We should form a group' went on the other 'one'


One, having retired to the truckle bed to breathe deeply into a brown paper bag, has now recovered from the shock and accepted that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

However, One, being a curmudgeonly old harridan, eschews 'groups' of any flavour, preferring the solitary existence of the tomb deep in The Underground Lair.

One now only emerges to perambulate to the purveyor of fine grocery items and biff up and down the stairs with items various.

It did actually look like someone might purchase the aforementioned lair the other day, thereby freeing One to honour One's debts and shove off in  a raggle taggle gypsy van, but no.

I expect that's it for the winter now, so One soldiers on hoping to avoid eviction.

But wait, Dear Reader, the 'one' from across the pond wants to form a group.

Perhaps One should sally forth and 're-group at her gaff.

SHUT THE FRONT DOOR, I believe they're fond of saying.

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