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Round and About The cheery faces of the delegates and observers as they prepare for the long trek home tell a story. This year there was something for everyone at Conference. LANNING gets the DGS and LEON BAUGH at last gets his foot in the door. LUNITY gets another year. PRIESTLEY gets a bigger faction. The Moderati Maidens get a new lease of life. JIM McKAY got on the DWP GEC.
The biggest loser of all, of course, was JOHN ELLIS (IR West Lancs) – the one who fell off the rostrum – who fancies himself a good judge of form. He told everyone that Prince of Gold was a dead cert for the 3.50 at Beverley on Wednesday. It romped home at 11 to 1. It’s a pity John didn’t back it himself.
STEVE CAWKWELL has been hitting the bottle every night this week and this has been generally been put down to “stress” or simply adjusting to the high life of a full-time official. We now understand that it is also because he feels that the post he got wasn’t high enough for a TROT of his standing. That, of course, is a matter of opinion. This is, after all, coming from a man whose chat-up line is “I’m a friend of MARK SERWOTKA”.
TOADY JARVIS is down for Conference in his new role as North East full-time officer. TOADY, like CAWKWELL, has a high opinion of himself. Little does he know that EDDIE SPENCE, the senior full-timer has plans for him that involves a lot of work done by junior grades. Two new CARCASE maidens on the DWP are competing with PAULA WALSH for
the Bananarama effect. STEVE LLOYD spent the whole of last year writing
PAULA’S speeches – which were few because she is often late
and tired after a hard night’s discussion and bridge-building in
the shape of PHIL PARDOE. Now he has two more dimbos to write for. MATTHEW McGARRY, a devout Newcastle Catholic went to 7.00 pm Mass at St Mary Magdalen All Saint’s Hall on Thursday -- Ascension Day on of the holy days of obligation for Christians. He was almost certainly praying for the souls of fellow delegates JEAN MANUEL and KEVIN McHUGH who is known to regular readers of this journal. JEAN is a member of the Godless Socialist Wankers Party and KEVIN is a lapsed Catholic and all-round degenerate who both wanted to support Motion A30 on Abortion issues.
A PFL agent in the COMMISSAR PARTY, who offers his services for free, tells us that the BORING STAR’S lunch-time fringe meeting was the usual fiasco. Barely a handful turned up to the MEDIA CENTRE in Middle Street to hear someone called TONY BRISCOE talk on the “battle of ideas”. NICK SHITE, late of this union, had already gone home and our agent could neither make out what on earth BRISCOE was talking about nor indeed how much the collection raised for the STAR fighting fund was. But if you have the odd copper to spare give it to the old git selling the paper outside the main Conference doors. A DAY IN THE LIFE OF AN ORDINARY PCS MEMBER “Come here, Reamsbottom, I need your advice” boomed Mr Speaker Martin’s voice across the office. “Yes sir, right away sir.” Replied Barry, hurrying across the thick McFlurry plaid carpet towards his boss’s desk. Arrayed on the antique Henri Fablon desk were the days newspapers and the headlines made grim reading: “House price slump in London” – the Daily Mail, “Millions of asylum seekers paralyze Dover” – The Express, “Brent crude price doubles on spot market” – The Financial Times, “England loses first test” – The Telegraph, “General Strike starts Monday” – The Mirror, “Communists returned to power in Russia” – The Guardian, “England 3, Frogs 0” – The Sun. Barry sensed that he was about to take part in great affairs of state and felt that he was born to fulfil this destiny. He saw this as a heaven sent opportunity to once and for all show his ungrateful previous employers that he had progressed far beyond his youthful Trot Trouncing and had matured into the great statesman that he was today. “What do YOU think…?” mused Mr Speaker, stabbing distractedly with a Mont Blanc teaspoon at the open copy of the Daily Record. “…should I purchase the 12” Qualcast electric lawnmower at £49.95, or indulge in a little profligacy and spend an additional £3.04 on a Flymo at £52.99? Click, Kerchunk, Click, Kerchunk……but Barry’s mind was far away from the chattering of the Faberge photocopier as he contemplated the afternoon visit by the PM, and anyway, it was almost lunchtime, which would afford him ample opportunity to network with the most powerful people in the land. Why, only today he was meeting with one of the senior messengers from the House of Lords, whom he expected would tell him when his seat would be ready. Although impatient to take up his rightful position, Barry knew that these things could not be rushed, and was quite prepared to wait a whole month if he absolutely had to. To be continued…
“When I had my heart scare, for a few seconds I was technically alive.” HARDING “It’s purely coincidental that the delegation from Deepcut
haven’t turned up this year.” The Fundamentals
Meanwhile a few more dreary stabs in the back for Jesus are on today’s
timetable and we must try to dispose of them as they deserve. Motion A152
- Oppose Motions A164, 166,167,168,169 - Oppose Oppose Oppose Oppose Oppose ************************** May the good Lord see you all safely home; watch over and protect you until we meet again. God knows, someone needs to
1.Chinese Crested dogs can get acne.
General Command reverts to web control at the end of conference. Agents should file reports as usual to pflcpsa@btinternet.com. Regular bulletins will continue on the web site (www.pflcpsa.com) throughout the year. We have a handful of Official Tacky T-Shirts still available from Senior Officers, temptingly priced at £10 on a first come first served basis. We can supply them throughout the year but the cost outside Conference World has to be £15. Oh. And did we mention money? Hand it over skinflints. We’re the
only thing keeping you awake most of the time. Thats got to be worth the
price of a cup of coffee. That would be a Large Cafe Mocha from Starbucks
which retails at around £2.50. Thats one cup a day, for 4 days.
Bung us a tenner and we’ll call it quits. Tell you what, make it
£20 and we’ll toss in a T-Shirt for free. Friends, it is with heavy heart we bid farewell at the end of week in which Satan’s forces have pushed forward the Liberal Agenda right to the end with some of the most wicked attacks reserved for this final day. We must not be downhearted. One total catastrophe like this must not cause our Faith to falter. We will live to fight another day.
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