SPAM-BOT ON THE LOOSE!
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman who knew? I’ve never heard of a SPAM-BOT but apparently there is one on the LOOSE.
And it’s not Ronald’s DERRIERE after too many SPAM FRITTERS!
I have been BOMBARDED with new SPAM followers from a NEW BOT but the wonderful HAPPINESS ENGINEERS at WORDPRESS are working hard on BLOCKING them.
P.S. Just a reminder that this WONDERFUL book ‘CELIA LADYGARDEN AND THE CURIOUS CURIOSITY’ is available on AMAZON. It’s all about an INCIDENT that happened in our little North Devon village, of course dear ladies and occasional gentleman, I am the HEROINE.
These are great short stories by my dear friend and co-author, also available on AMAZON.
A TIT IN THE HOUSE I have my dear ladies and occasional gentleman, and it’s not Ronald
Although you might be fooled into thinking so
As here he is cleaning the SHOWER.
The TIT I am referring to is a BLUE one and I am thrilled that it has decided to NEST in my little RUSSIAN BIRD HOUSE.
I would be thrilled if my dear ladies and occasional gentleman would care to read my book, written in collaboration with my dear friend. Available as an ebook (how exciting) and a paperback.
For Amazon.com http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01N9UOT2Yg
For Amazon.co.uk http://www.amazon.co.uk/do/B01N9UOT2Y
Who would have thought that MURDER would have visited sleepy little St Urith Without Well and who would have thought that I would get involved and poor little Hirsute Roley.
Enjoy reading about the colourful characters who reside in our parish, set in the beautiful North Devon countryside
My dear ladies and occasional gentleman, do you like to read? I know I do.
If you like to read and enjoy a good chuckle perhaps you might like to read this, a sci-fi comedy romp across the multiverse.
ps. Available on Amazon
How much do I love my KINDLE? They are so much easier to read in bed than a book. I can increase the size of the print ( how good it would be if we could increase the size of things with the push of a button) which means I can read over Ronald’s shoulder without my glasses on, more romantic.
It was all fine until last night I was really engrossed, you know how it is when you are down to your last few pages “Kinsey was pressed up against the Xerox hardly daring to breathe. David and his GK9 was searching for her in the dark” BANG a mug of tea was SLAMMED down on my bedside table and Ronald stormed back out of the room. Well I didn’t know he had stopped.
This morning Ronald is sulking.
Yours In The Doghouse