.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}

The collected opinions of an august and aristocratic personage who, despite her body having succumbed to the ravages of time, yet retains the keen intellect, mordant wit and utter want of tact for which she was so universally lauded in her younger days. Being of a generation unequal to the mysterious demands of the computing device, Lady Bracknell relies on the good offices of her Editor for assistance with the technological aspects of her journal.

My Photo
Location: Bracknell Towers

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

From Pop


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Great stuff! And thumbs up to Pop for his taste;-)

Some old geezer with a......

10:02 pm  
Blogger Lady Bracknell said...


I wonder who that anonymous commenter could be....?

10:05 pm  
Blogger Melissa said...

That is SO PERFECT! :D

10:29 pm  
Anonymous Diddums said...

My cat watched that one. But it reminds me more of one of my mother's cats.

11:45 pm  
Blogger Jess said...

Yep. My cats do this to me. Well, they do apart from the bit with the baseball bat. Mainly, I suspect, because we don't have a baseball bat.

3:25 am  
Anonymous Sara said...

ha ha ha ha ha


4:15 pm  

Post a Comment

Links to this post:

Create a Link

<< Home