Dramatis Personae


It’s occurred to me that the passing visitor to this blog might wonder who the various characters to whom I make passing reference might be. In fact regular readers have asked who is who from time to time. So, for clarification, here’s a provisional cast list, which is subject to change and amendment, and has been organised alphabetically for ease:
(I expect I shall add to this list from time to time)

Arky-ologee Club
Lenham Archaeology Society. It’s probably not (quite) as bad as I describe it. It does have its highlights, but there’s no denying that scrubbling in the dirt for bits of broken pot is an acquired taste. I’ve not been there for years – it’s possibly now gone tits up.

Astro Club
Ashford Astronomical Society. Was bloody excellent once, but like everything in my life the novelty eventually wore off. Nowadays it is the ideal place to go to be ignored if you aren’t part of the “in- crowd”.

Bailey
Just like a real dog... only much, much smaller.

Cheryl
My daugher-in-law. Can be rather fierce. She terrifies me.
 
Chip
The sobriquet of Chipworthy Chippington O'Lata; so named due to his resemblance of a fragment of potato. Ignore any other tales of the origin of his alias. I was there... I understand he's trying to distance himself from the geeks these days...

Chodbin
The bin in which one deposits chods. Also known as "Trap One", it's somewhere where I often hide when my time could (and should) be more constructively employed elsewhere. The place can actually be "checked into" on Facebook should you find yourself transmitting to the internet from my lavatory.

Daddies Little Angel TM
The most recent fruit of my loin. Can be a tad loud occasionally. Seems to collect animals, and is less than respectful about the world around her in her occasional blogging.

Darcie Waa Waa TM
Favourite youngest granddaughter. Almost (but not quite)as loud as her mother.
 
er indoors TM
The darling wife of thirty-five years. Not quite as wide in the arse department as once she was. She used to blog too
 
Fudge
My best boy, and the best dog in the universe. He died on 16 April 2021. I miss him so much...

Gordon Tracy
An advocate of hunting Tupperware who seems to have spent an awful lot of his time up trees when he was not in rivers
After a protracted illness he died in the spring of 2020

Kite Club
Brighton Kite Fliers. OK – so Brighton is sixty miles away. But they are the best kite club in the south east, and probably in the entire UK. But like everything in my life the novelty eventually wore off

Lacey
Favourite oldest granddaughter. Not entirely sure she approves of me. She likes and loves her old grandad... but approval...? Much like her mother and father in that respect.

Morgan
Although he looks it, he wasn't a replacement for my Fudge. My Fudge was perfect... Morgan is a little sod. Cute; but a little sod.

My Boy TM
The first fruit of my loin. Doesn’t blog, but twits occasionally.

MyFitnessPal
A diet website. It worked for me more than once.

Other Dog
So named because I couldn't pronounce his name (Buster). Or so I told my oldest grand-son. He died in the summer of 2017.
I cried.

Pogo
My youngest grand-dog and brother of Treacle. He is “Daddy’s Little Angel TM ”'s hound, but has had prolonged holidays with us.

Rear Admiral
An associate who has only recently overcome his fear of maggots and fish.

Rolo
Grand daughter's dog. A tiny little thing, but top dog in the family wolf-pack

Sid
My grand-pug. “Daddy’s Little Angel TM ”'s dog who had a few extended holidays with us. Seems to enjoy having gastric difficulties over my floor. With far less teeth than once he had, he passed away on 12 June 2021.

"Stormageddon - Bringer of Destruction TM"
Hereditary grandson. The name is something of a clue here. Takes after his mother (which I see as karma)

The Man with No Alias (Patent Pending)

A particularly loyal reader who had bookmarked this blog on his phone. However he has no alias. If any other readers have a spare one, they might care to allow him to hire it on holidays and high days

Treacle
The puppy of "er indoors TM". So why is it me she bites?  

Undercrackers
What post people call "pants". Washing them seems to take up an inordinate amount of my time. 

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