Million-pound idea

I think I might finally have come up with a million-pound idea. Jen’s not so sure, but what the hell would she know? I’m putting it out here so nobody can come along later and patent the damn thing…

Bacon-scented perfume!

Is this a sure-fire winner, or what? The whole point of perfume is to smell nice. Everyone in their right mind loves the smell of bacon. Slap on a label with a suspiciously French-looking name with a bunch of unnecessary punctuation marks… Eau de porc. Maison du l’ard. Baçôn de Paris. Bob’s your uncle.

Think I’ll order the Aston Martin right now.

BLOODY HELLFIRE AND SODDING GODDAMIT!

Ring pull

Yesterday was Jen’s and my 30th anniversary as a couple. To mark the occasion, we popped down the local Register Office to sign up for one of those newfangled civil partnership thingies.

Matching rings

…And they say I don’t know how to play the long game!

Undisclosed sum

BBC: Prince Andrew settles US civil sex assault case

So, that’s the end of that for the nonce.

Phew! I’m very relieved. With Prince Andrew’s popularity soaring once again, now would seem the perfect time to scoop all the dripping out of our commemorative black and white Fergie & Andy wedding mug and put it on eBay. Much like our Royal Family, it’s somehow managed to survive all these years with only a couple of chips.

Fergie & Andy

Me…?

Me…?
The First Lord of the Treasury…?
Here, in this place…?
At an illicit party…?
With unelected bureaucrats…?
With my reputation…?

(......BINGO!)