Well, first the good news. Although still not out of the woods, I am most definitely recovering - and this before the antidepressants take real effect. Our next Good Yarn session is tomorrow, Friday 15th and I will be attending. Not drinking in case any of you are worried.
Now to the vexed question of Detterling. I have banned him from this blog as a contributor. I had no choice. Absolute malice from him: he is threatening to end my career by posting out to various newspapers material which he hopes will ruin me. This is real evil. I have warned him that he is heading for the Bottomless Pit but he is determined to head for there and meet up with Old Nick himself.
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The canting old phony is crying crocodile tears over Clive James being plagiarised. Of course Clive James has not been plagiarised: on the contrary I'm sure Clive is delighted to see me using part of a sentence from his marvellous memoir, North face of Soho.
Not only have I barred him sine die from my blog I am also taking steps to make sure that he cannot even read the blog. Please God these measures will take effect by next week.
So in a nutshell: my blog continues, and end of Detterling.
While I'm writing I think I should let you all know that I have decided on the title of my new memoir. It will be called, 'Heaven About Us in Our Infancy: the Sacred and profane memoirs, from infancy to mid teens, of Gene Vincent'.
Not only have I barred him sine die from my blog I am also taking steps to make sure that he cannot even read the blog. Please God these measures will take effect by next week.
So in a nutshell: my blog continues, and end of Detterling.
While I'm writing I think I should let you all know that I have decided on the title of my new memoir. It will be called, 'Heaven About Us in Our Infancy: the Sacred and profane memoirs, from infancy to mid teens, of Gene Vincent'.
Sounds good doesn't it.
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