Aug 03 2008
later on you are going to read this. Who in hell is Mrs Clayton?
So this is the first blog eh? The one where I get all overexcited at earning fifty pence?
Very few people are going to read this right now, but I strongly urge the two of you that do to make a comment. That way you can prove that you were right there at the start. Arrogant sounding ain’t I?
I am not Mrs Clayton. In a way I am the Wizard of Oz, a small and somewhat geeky person hiding behind the behemoth that is Mrs Clayton.
If you have a lopsided sense of humour, stick with it and you will grow to love this.
If you are investigating further having read a later blog, then leave a comment too and prove that you can travel in time. In the meantime, let us allow Mrs Clayton to introduce herself shall we?
I can call myself a Mrs because there was a Mr Clayton, prior to his unfortunate accident at sea during the first night of our honeymoon. Mr Clayton was an extremely athletic chap with a fine set of calfs. He was demonstrating his athletic prowess at the hurdles. He was an extraordinarily talented hurdler and proceded to clear the guard rail of the promenade deck, by many inches. Sadly Mr Clayton’s sporting activities had not extended in the direction of the local swimming baths and I was a little shy about calling for the attention of one of the predominantly male crew members without my husband beside me. It did seem awfully forward behaviour. It would have been a very dull three weeks remaining, if I had not been lucky enough to be taken under the wings of the most diverting Major and the kind Mr B.
We have remained firm friends ever since, and I count myself extremely lucky to have been on the receiving end of their sound advice on many occasions…particularly the 1954 Grand National.
Mr B has encouraged me to be kind to those less fortunate, both financially, as in the case of my two friends, (which reminds me of a bar tab I must settle on their behalf) but also with support and advice.
As the Major (slightly disapprovingly, I think) regards me as somewhat of a ‘modern girl’, I have decided to take my unsolicited assistance to the world wide web.I trust you will benefit soundly from my insights, advice, and generally meddling disposition.”
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