I was a lame eleven year old
At the age of eleven, I wrote a letter to another hero of mine, typed out nicely on a probably windows based computer (might of been an acorn computer, they did sincerly rock), asking this hero of mine what his favourite book as part of world book day or week or summat and also asking for a signed photo. I got a reply which I was overjoyed about. I really can't remember what I said as my favourite book, might have been some lame star wars novel which only brought joy to me as it furthered the cash cow. Anyway, here is the reply.
Fool of a secretary, you don't need to indent paragraphs and hit return. I'm dissapointed I was not told which books Mr.Blair enjoys now, say the Da Vinci code or some erotic fiction. But I'm pleased through my blog I know have the means to thank him for his best wishes, thanks tony, your best wishes meant alot to me. They inspired me to where I've got to today. Although I never did get my signed photo of the Prime Minister, I would have settled for a facsimilie Tony! I showed this letter to my pet dolphin, but he just was frustrated.
My aim is to write a lame letter to our next prime minister Gordon Cameron in 2008, so I can continue this pathetic lame child series of blog posts.
