Mr. Dale's Diary

Mr Dale's Diary

EXTRACTS from a diary that have been sent to Northern Voices.  This is the eighth extract.

This is the diary of a man of our times. Any resemblance to anyone living is, of course, purely coincidental.

Tuesday 19th Jan 2016

Wednesday 20th Jan 2016:

Wednesday

Waiting for MY Party to tell me what I have done to deserve their criticism. It can’t be me texting the girl, everyone does that .   I even texted her to meet me in front of the press and that there would be some money in it for her.   Can’t say fairer than that.  She would also have the pleasure of meeting me, and a bit more if she’s up for it.  And why wouldn’t she be?  I am a fine specimen.

What else could they be unhappy about? I know my first business went bust owing the tax man £100,000 but companies go bust all the time. Look at the Deli, still owes a bit of rent. My man says it should have been called Mein Caf(e) to give it a more European character and then it might have been more successful,  I think he has a good point.

I can’t think that writing for the Tory papers is a problem, its just business. If I wasn’t critical of the gaffer they would stop paying me!  Can’t have that.  I suppose there is the porn stuff and the drugs, but that’s water under the river or is it under the bridge? I don’t think they know about me selling off the house from under my stepfather or some of the ‘other’ stuff. Still annoyed about missing out on New Year’s Honours.

Nothing in the post about lifting my suspension, must be just a matter of time. I’m too important for them to do anything to me. I am the ‘man of the people’ and clearly designed for greatness, sooner rather than later.

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