What Ho Proles!It’s been a time. Indeed, at the risk of sound too familiar, I’d say it’s been a ruddy long time since I struck you last behind your knees with my walking cane of political g...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2008/11/meet-obama-murgatroid.html
What Ho ProlesI’m up here in Blackpool at the Tory conference, though I have to confess that things are not going well. I thought I should grab this chance to write to you in case I don’t get...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/10/tory-conference.html
What Ho Proles!My, how you’ve aged! You’re all looking a lot older since I last saw you. A bit pale too. Been enjoying this fine English summer? It’s not stopped raining here at C–– N�...
What Ho Proles!Okay, let’s the cut the pretence, shall we? You can all see that I’m suffering from writer’s block. It’s why I’m so quiet. I sit here, day after day, week after week, sta...
What Ho Proles!Bank Holiday Monday and I look back on a few weeks of bliss since I had my nervous breakdown in January.You might have been wondering what happened to me but I’ve spent two month...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/04/sanity-sweet-sanity.html
What Ho Proles!Spring will soon be upon us, so it’s already that time of year when the poor start arriving at the Hall, asking if they can help till the fields. It’s a most pernicious nuisanc...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/problem-with-tories.html
What Ho Proles!This prolonged silence of mine is getting too much. There have even been rumours circulating in the press that I’ve taken up with a Polynesian sea nymph and was recently seen loi...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/truth-about-sea-nymph.html
Damn these liberals. First they invent tofu and now they want to take away our nuclear deterrent. It’s ruddy double faced, if you ask me.Don’t they know that our Trident missiles are a reason...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/much-tofu-about-nothing.html
What Ho Proles!Well, I knew that title had to catch your eye, simply because it's not something you see every day! Fun with Lib Dems is one of those oxymorons, like Compassionate Conservative, wh...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/fun-with-lib-dems.html
What Ho Proles!I know you didn’t expect to hear from me today but in addition to being wealthy, debonair, charming, and possessing great wit and intelligence, I’m also a man who likes to spri...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/lady-anne-small-burrows.html
What Ho Proles!Alas, you can see that I’m one of those men that makes resolutions he has no intention of keeping. But that’s the thing with we men of the aristorcacy. We’re not bound by the...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/03/man-with-prosthetic-buttock.html
‘Do any of you chaps know how to drive a bulldozer?’ I asked the gang verging on a rabble that had formed around the base of the wicker man.I’ll be quite honest and admit that even as I’d...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/02/37-lines-are-drawn.html
Thinking that I might be a furlong or two short of wisdom’s finishing post should I decide to hang around the stables until Finch awoke, I left him to recover in the company of the young Falk w...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/02/36-inside-information.html
What Ho Proles!It’s the night after Valentines Day and I’m still stuck in London. To make matters worse, I have lost contact with My Man, which makes life rather difficult since only he knows...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/02/has-anybody-seen-my-man.html
What Ho Proles!I’m writing this from my hotel room in London where I’ve been stuck for the last week dealing with matters of family high finance. I know I made vows to keep posting but last w...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/02/snow-and-cheap-wine.html
What Ho Proles!After my stunning return to literary form yesterday, I thought it would worth a few minutes to tell you what I’ve really been up to during the lull in my posting. I’m encourage...
The stables of my neighbours the Falks were silent but for the noises that horses tend to make when left to enjoy their own company. They are faintly human sounds: snorts without our haughtiness ...
What Ho Proles!Oh, don’t even think to question me! I’ve had quite enough of that from My Man. I know I’ve been silent for too long but we men of intellect are prone to ‘adventures’ of ...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/02/room-for-penitent-sinner.html
What Ho ProlesMy self-imposed exile from the world of blogging has been working wonders for my productivity. I’m churning out veritable tombs of moderately coherent ramblings which I’m trusti...
What Ho Proles!Don't they always say that buses arrive in pairs. Well, here's the second double decker to pass you way today. I'm back with a bounce, as they say, or if not a bounce, then as near...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/01/proverbial-second-bus.html
What Ho Proles!There was a brief fleeting moment as I watched the bulldozer advance, when I felt the Murgatroid genes bristle under the brush of historical precedent. Murgatroids through the ages...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/01/34-murgatroid-bullfighter.html
What Ho Proles!The modern conservative is a big beast in a world of gadflies and other insignificant political insects. Trapped between the safety of the old night and the threat of a new morning...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/01/33-into-breach-dear-friends.html
What Ho Proles!‘Hello, hello!’ burbled Harry. ‘Did somebody mention a bulldozer?’Now, confess it: you’re impressed by the merry zip with which this member of the BBC’s crack team of j...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/01/33-prequel-to-bulldozer-fight.html
What Ho Proles!My Man has hounded me this evening about posting something about something. I’ve told him I’m out on my feet, what with work intruding on my pleasures this week. However, to pa...
http://whathoproles.blogspot.com/2007/01/in-which-murgatroid-falls-asleep-at.html
What Ho Proles!Two days! Two days! Two damnably devilish and downright despicable days!Forgive my outburst, dear readers, but I would just like you to guess how long it has taken me to sort out t...