He isn't that clever you know. If he was really clever, don't you think he'd have money in the bank, instead of continually trying to catch up with an ever increasing overdraft? He is nearly 65 years old for heaven's sake, and he still hasn't got that Harley Davison motor bike, he's been dreaming about since he was a kid. Pathetic! Really, I am sick of it all.
Do you realise what he did the other day? When he uploaded that song? Did you notice? In case it didn't catch your attention I shall tell you. Listen to this. He put that song, ironically called 'I'm here for you', at the top of the blog.
What I'm getting at here, is, that he put himself, 'Mr Bloody Wonderful', ahead of his extremely handsome son George. He literally relegated his beloved son, into second place. Unbelieveable! After George, coming back from feeling ill, had achieved so much in his last youth football match. What a blatant example of self importance.
I hope John reads this, I really do. I hope he feels bad, about putting George into second place, and I hope he gives a bit more thought to others next time.
Now then, I know how important you readers are to him, and I do not in any way want to alienate you, but please, please, stop praising him quite so much. He is beginning to believe his own press. There is a real danger of his head getting even bigger, than it already is.
|Me and John. The sunlight doesn't do him any favours does it?|
To finish on a happier note. Here is a picture of me and old 'big head' having a cuddle. I am the slightly hairier one, with the big eyes.
Lots of love. Sadie xxx