If you can't read German very well, you might like to cut and paste this missive from my ex-wife (she disappeared with our two kids fifteen years ago) into Babelfish:
[UPDATE: Text removed on legal advice (see comments by WOAR and Dearieme). PS, I'm not and never will be a politician, I'm an economist. Preceding and subsequent posts remain.]
She obviously doesn't read my 'blog! I shall post my rather terse email reply later today, if my readers demand it.
Grand theft Labour
1 hour ago
10 comments:
Bei uns das Übel der Ehe ist. First the will is broken, followed by the heart and finally the bank accounts.
...if my readers demand it.
Now we've seen the demand we must see the refusal.
if my readers demand it
This one doesn't.
I recommend that if you want to do serious politics you delete this post and the original one.
It isn't in your interest to have this in public, no matter how strongly you feel or how much sympathy one might have with you. It is a private matter and it is in your interests to uphold the private/public divide.
Personal matters may be deeply felt but they can still be used to derail your programme years in the future. They are best dealt with generously, tidily privately, and if at all possible, quickly.
This advice is offered as you have an important political contribution to make and nothing should be allowed to detract from that.
woar has a point, mark.
It's fun when they appear again from thin air.
MTG, well said.
K, done.
WOAR, D, maybe you're right. But as I can't blog about my work or UKIP (ethics) or my family (privacy) or friends (discretion being the better part of valour), that doesn't leave me much, does it?
JH, to be fair, I knew bloody well where she'd gone.
The gentle sex always had a prediliction to form angry swarms for the purpose of stinging men into submissive silence.
What a surprise to find WOAR here with her eloquent man-cudgel, relishing the business of tongue lashing on behalf of a parasitic anti-gender.
When I divorced my first wife we split the house 50/50.
She got the inside, I got the outside.
Suits me just fine. The cow.
For some reason I am reminded of this.
Rab, ever had the experience of cold Carlsberg exiting swiftly through your nose?
I just have, thanks to your comment. ;-)
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