I am obliged to my friends at the
Normally, out of a sense of sympathy for friends and relations, I try to curtail my instinct to make fun of the recently departed. In Mr Milligan’s case, however, I feel it is not only important to make an exception but also I am sure that it is what he would have wanted. Some politicians are remembered for their contributions to the world. Some, like Stevie, leave us with much fonder memories.
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It could, of course, have been worse for him. He could have been found alive in that state.
I also seem to recall that this all happened when John Major was in charge (I use the term advisedly) and that it was during his “Back to Basics” campaign. What sweet days those were.
I will try to desist in make derogatory comments about those who have died. However, when someone finally drives a stake through the chest of the Thatcher cow, I will declare a public holiday and sing loudly, should the Good Lord spare me that long.
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The police wanted a serious investigation but somebody took the pith.
Any relation to Spike?
Spike had this to say about Heaven,
"I'd like to go there. But if Jeffrey Archer is there, I want to go to Lewisham."
The headline obviously refers to previously unrevealed information regarding certain instruments used during law enforcement and later discovered about the unfortunate Mr Milligan's person. "Police probe MP's final shame discovered at post-mortem" is what it should have said. What a police probe is normally used for is not disclosed.
Why does Vicus' blog always leave me wondering why my IQ is so low? As usual, I am out of the discussion but hey, I'm here and I'm trying to understand!
Carmenzta! She's back! It's the same one!
Never feel that stupidity, perceived or otherwise, is an impediment to joining this little sub-group.
Ignorance should be recognised and embraced, in my view.
What happened to Mr. M. was pitiful. The tragedy is that none of his ilk were inspired by his splendid example.
*waves, pitifully*
I'm so relieved that someone else is feeling a tad inadequate. . .
. . .and, as usual, reassured by your consistent generosity vicus
Police porbe MP's scarf collection...
ack.
Honest...I just found out (through judicious research) that auto-erotic asphyxiation is also called 'scarfing' (lest you think I'm au fait with the world of aea)
Wasn't he fucking a vacuum cleaner at the time? Or was that another one? I remember the guy who died covered in Vaseline, rolled up in a carpet, wearing nothing but socks and stimulating himself front and back with ordinary household appliances.
Death by natural causes, it was ruled.
Really, you should get over to Guido's blog and comment on the Tory Totty posts he's got up. Boris looks like he's been arrested trying to climb in some eight year old's window at dawn.
I've yet to try that tangerine thing - sounds a bit dodgy to me!
But Vicus, thank you for reminding us of the oh so wonderful John Major years, in many ways one of the happiest times of my life. He was an absolute delight and somehow had the knack of bringing out the very best side of me.
And how wonderful it was when he rounded it all off by shagging Edwina in the stationery cupboard. Glorious glorious days!!
My dear Vicus, I suspect you'll have to get in the end of a very long line to do anything demeaning to the overdue corpse of Maggie. Better wear your wellies too... of course you might meet all sorts of interesting people there.
An honest obituary at last! Thanks Vicus
I would dearly love to escort Posh to a dinner Party at John Major's Estate..
just to watch him turn his head everytime she said MAJAH!
knock knock!
happy valentine's day, vicus
:-)
ha ha ha!!
I'll join the choir!
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