tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post8895300005354406621..comments2024-02-09T16:44:57.026+00:00Comments on The Plashing Vole: Never meet your heroes… Or The Loneliness of the Big Business ToryThe Plashing Volehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021407602157515927noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-22146787519843899272011-06-21T09:51:53.438+01:002011-06-21T09:51:53.438+01:00I like the telegram Rebecca West sent to Noel Cowa...I like the telegram Rebecca West sent to Noel Coward when the Black Book was revealed: the Nazi death list in the event of a successful invasion of Britain: 'my dear, the people we should have been seen dead with'.The Plashing Volehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13021407602157515927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-21059650962155092162011-06-21T00:46:39.949+01:002011-06-21T00:46:39.949+01:00I read somewhere that Hunter Thompson was very dis...I read somewhere that Hunter Thompson was very disappointed not to be on Nixon's enemies list. Maybe you will succeed where he failed.The Red Witchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11731703967439763663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-29217614958111817102011-06-20T16:14:27.341+01:002011-06-20T16:14:27.341+01:00I don't tell direct lies even to my enemies. T...I don't tell direct lies even to my enemies. There's nothing on PV I'm ashamed of, so it's cool. Wish I could be there on Friday though.The Plashing Volehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13021407602157515927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-16216422820085820782011-06-20T16:07:11.566+01:002011-06-20T16:07:11.566+01:00You gave him your real name? What if Uppal rubs hi...You gave him your real name? What if Uppal rubs his two brain cells together and links it to a certain Vole? Though saying that, if he reads your blog - which I think he does, late at night, squeezing a stress ball, muttering profanities - he's probably figured it out already.ednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-84385928282019426002011-06-20T14:52:27.150+01:002011-06-20T14:52:27.150+01:00That's a very good point. One lady said that s...That's a very good point. One lady said that she'd had face cancer and 22 of her neighbours had contracted cancers because she lived near a mast. It feels awful to contradict someone ill, but, no.<br /><br />Uppal won't be throwing darts at me. He has people to do that kind of thing.The Plashing Volehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13021407602157515927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6153845628469776909.post-65960729059098208612011-06-20T13:58:56.191+01:002011-06-20T13:58:56.191+01:00I have yet to be diagnosed with a terminal illness...I have yet to be diagnosed with a terminal illness but <br />I suspect that if I had one, and I was at the stage where I was using a hospice, I would consider it bitterly ironic if someone was seriously concerned about my health being affected by a nearby telephone mast.<br /><br />Somehow I doubt this was the main concern at the meeting.<br /><br />I imagine that Mr Uppal has a large photo of you that he throws darts at.Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09275520760565119121noreply@blogger.com