This is me, Eccles

This is me, Eccles
This is me, Eccles

Thursday, 9 August 2012

Invitations we have received

Louise Thingie

Young Poet of the Year, 1989 (yes, really)

Louise Bagshawe LoCicero Mensch M.P. Steward of the Chiltern Hundreds,

author of "Catholic family values," "When she was bad..." and "Career girls,"

star of "Question Time" and "Prime Minister's Questions,"

invites ECCLES

to the launch of her new book

"Corby, city of passion"

Dr Death

Welcome to the Dignitas Holiday Hotel

Dr Evan Harris M.P. requests the pleasure of the company of ECCLES at a "sending-off" party for his beloved auntie Athanasia, to wish her well on her trip to Dignitas. R.S.V.P.

St Anthony

St Anthony of Poodle

Hey, Eccles, come to a swell party for the launch of my new Encyclical, "Where the Catholic church must go next." Admission fee only £500, and you'll get to meet my good friends Mahmoud Ahmadinejad and Kim Jong-un. Yours, Tony.

And finally, one I won't be able to accept.


Surely some mistake?

BARACK AND MICHELLE OBAMA are holding a "Pride Party" to celebrate the adoption of a new American flag. No Limeys, Christians, Mormons, Republicans, or Chick-fil-A employees, please.

New US flag

The proposed replacement for the homophobic Stars and Stripes

P.S. If you can't come, you're welcome to attend our "Abortion gone wild" Festival next week. Barack.


  1. Gosh,darling Eccles, how exciting. Are you taking anti moly as your minus one? Xx Jess

    1. Nope, de bit I didn't mentoin was dat all de invitatoins said "P.S. Leave Anti Moly behind."

  2. Having received a rather intriguing comment on my donkey blog from Hamish, I looked in briefly at the latest Damian blog disaster to see what was happening. Apart from the rabit obsessions, which are quite remarkable, I was struck by the way that the whole "conversation" on that blog is now merely an exchange of insults between people with nothing to say. Needless to say, my simple comment that there is nothing interesting on the blog was deleted. Terribly weird place isn't it?

    1. You ain't gonna get much spiritaul nuorishment from Damain's blog, bruvver rabit. It's just a playgruond for poor old MolyMickyMarkyPau, Sancti and DarylPhil.

      Dere was a problem wiv de moderators too, as dey came ruond to a party and drank all de gin and Delinpol antifreeze. Now Damain recriutin a skelleton staff from de local lunatick aslyums.

    2. Ho ho! Actually, I saw Hamish's comment on my blog when I was in between DVDs. (We have a heatwave from the Sahara here, so the only sensible thing is to stay indoors mid-afternoon.) I was watching Jean de Florette and then Manon des Sources. After looking at the Damian blog again for the first time in quite a while, and simultaneously stepping out of the provincial world of French petty hatred between neighbours in the film I had been watching, it struck me that the internet does everyone a service: people can have flame wars but nobody dies. The same miserable dregs of humanity in a war between neighbours can cause misery, suffering, death, and lasting damage to generations. The internet is perhaps nature's way of absorbing obsessive loonies.