On his blog, he is pictured wearing a Barbour, his face in profile, to conceal his true identity. However, facial analysis has revealed, that he is none other than ‘Lord Etonyan Flaig.’
Extensive investigation of his Lordship proves he has never even been on a train (apart from the Orient Express) let alone worked near one and only travels around his Thanet fiefdom in a chauffeur driven Bentley.
He was educated at the family estate in the Cotswolds followed by Eton and Cambridge. So careful of his privacy, his Lordship has managed to keep the details of his education and degrees a State secret to this day.
There were rumours of unusual circumstances surrounding his succession to his title and seat in the House of Lords. He only became Lord Flaig following the accidental deaths of 16 of the prior claimants to the title. These were caused by a series of chance explosions involving household items including a Chippendale table. His Lordship was slightly injured by the well-publicised exploding Trouser Press incident of 1979, which proved fatal to other title claimants. As a consequence, Lord Flaig had to have his sense of humour surgically removed!
A prize of a State Funeral will be given to the minion who correctly identifies his Lordship from the picture!
11 comments:
Well what fame, Grim Reaper, for over on Big News you have been identified as none other than Clive Hart. There was you having a bit of fun, not to mention plagarism of Kind Hearts & Coronets, and you get accused of being one of the living dead on the TDC. Think congratulations are due for such accolade so soon.
Even funnier, I am labelled as one of your fellow activists. You know, of course, that in reality I am well to the right of a certain Mr. G. Khan.
I am deeply humbled by the accolade coming from such a group of intellectuals.
P.S. Genghis sends his regards!
Bloody marvellous research wallah!PISS sounds right up my street. In fact I think I saw one of them doing some research against a wall the other evening. Can't stand these faux oiks with their ghastly estuarine whining and man bags. We'll be seeing hordes of the pansies when the toilet block opens. Some arse will start talking about the "organic quality" of the amusement arcades. Pity Godden's Little Helpers didn't make Godden's Gap a bit bigger. Meanwhile over at the Sea Bathing the comedy goes on with Paigle and Shannon. Lovely view out the back of a building site that should have been the Turner Gallery. What a shambles. Nevermind, Tesco and Freshwater will soon create a new exciting "installation" of rubble round Arlington. Maybe His Eminence Martin Wise will grace that with a navigation bouy. Mmm, must let the dogs out now, they like a bit of scrag end of burglar this time of the morning. Better turn in, before the screaming starts. Toodle pip, er, bruvvers. Peace be to all Thanetoids, except burglars, God rot the buggers!
Dear Sir Reresby Rookwood
Thank you for your musings.
It's not often a mere mortal makes me roll about laughing.
Almost snagged my robes on my scythe!
Sir Reresby, was it Suez where you did your NS or do you go back to the days of the Raj. Haven't heard of the jolly old wallahs for years and brings back recollections of interesting offers in Port Said from shufti binti to dirty postcards. Then, of course, there was that certain street in Singapore that rivalled Heinz for varieties and we must not forget the Gut in Malta. Many happy hours in the Gyppo Queen, what!
This should winkle out a few old matelows.
Is he the Lord with his hand up the other Lord's ermine?
2nd from the left.
As a 'Lord' Of Sealand I hope you can all prove your claim to the aristocracy?
Yes indeed Lord Flaig's cricket suffered greatly after the trouser press incident. He tended, thereafter, to fall apart under pressure at the crease (rather as his relatives had done as their departing gesture metterofact wot)
Antecedent Flaigs included the inspiration for Flashman. A rather unsavoury character who compelled his fag to suspend a small union jack from his ..... well suffice to say thus leading to the school traditional humiliation of Fag, Flag and Flaig pole.
Mitigation for the peer must be said. At least he doesn't not liberally sprinkle his jottings with exclamation marks. The identifying modus operandum of former inmates of that awful grammar school, Chatham House.
Green Blazer chap said :
I think !!!! you mean "He doesn't" !!!!
23:07 clearly did not go to Chatham House other wise he would not use double negatives. Probably an oik from a local secondary modern, what!
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