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Rosie Ryan: May 2012
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Tuesday, 15 May 2012. Men Languish At My Feet. Rosie, how wood you like to hang your pants over the same chair as me? Posted by Rosie Ryan. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Letters to Gerry Anderson. More of The Same. Men Languish At My Feet.
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Rosie Ryan: November 2011
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Friday, 11 November 2011. Mirror Mirror On The Wall. My sun, Bon Jovi, he with the big head and round shoulders, came in with an armfull of turf and said. Auld Coyle the interupter next weak. What a horrible prospect for a lump of a cub to have to put up with". This too shall pass" I said. The trouble with Sean Coyle is, his mouth is always running ten yards in front of his brane". Bon Jovi dropped the turf, looked into the cracked mirror and said. "WELL! You ugly wee gulpin! You kan't handle the truth!
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Rosie Ryan: A Culshie In New York.
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Tuesday, 8 November 2011. A Culshie In New York. Deer Jelly,what exquisitive joy to heer your strong, barry-tone voice waft over the rolling prairies and deep ravines of Co Tyrone. I thank you from the bottom of my hart for standing in for Gerry Anderson. And my sun, Bon Jovi thanks you from his bottom too. To everyone he meets. What must the American's think of him Jelly? Walking about like Forest Gump with a green gansey on him and his name and address pinned to his chest. How is you Jelly? Mirror Mirr...
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Rosie Ryan: September 2011
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Tuesday, 13 September 2011. Beware Of A Sudden Malaise. I asked. "I don't NO! Yelled Bon Jovi, "But uncle Gerry should be on the look out for wan". "If a 'orribe testes fly has sunk its fangs into Gerry's lean, bronzed skin" I shrieked. "What Sim-toms should Gerry look out for, musha a lana and mother McCree? No messing about. Immediately! I looked at the cub who had arrived so unexpectantly and "peculiary" into this world and thanked my lucky stars for having a cub like Bon Jovi. In desperation Dan, I m...
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Rosie Ryan: October 2011
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Thursday, 13 October 2011. Let The People Decide. Deer Gerry, 'tis Rosie Ryan 'ere, beauty, brainic and barn-dancer. What a gunk I got on Monday when I turned on the wireless and found you knot there. Whom is that Tube? Said my son Bon Jovi, as he got stuck into a goose egg with toasted civilians. I said. "Is Sean Oil, a reprobate of unparelled villainy and a throughly, bad piece of work". I threw a rooster off my chair, sat down and said. I have knot and I shall knot! Ah, come on away in. You'll hav...
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Rosie Ryan: June 2011
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Thursday, 30 June 2011. Bon Jovi Wants To Be A Bass Player! Gerry, my amorous amigo. Imagine my constellation when my sun Bon Jovi told me he was going to be a bass player in a beet combo. I reeled back until my postillian found sanctuary on a bag of coal. Shaking like a leaf on the hessian container of fossle fuel I yelled. Bass player my pert, voluptuous ass. You wool study hard and be a doctor, a solicitor or a vet". You wool choke on your own vomit" I warned. So be it" said Bon Jovi. And the approach...
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Rosie Ryan: May 2011
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Sunday, 29 May 2011. Rosie The queen Of Stile. Deer Gerry, 'tis I, Rosie Ryan, henchanting forest sprite and the origional Cheeky Girl. Hanging well I hope there are this fine morning. Each day the planets revolve and we take a step closer to the cold, dead, embrace of the grim reaper. But begone dull care, let's be joyful and merry with a hay-diddle-dee and a hay-diddle-do. As you no Gerry, when it comes to haute katour Rosie Ryan is the first pig with her snout in the trough. Oh Rosie" she roared. ...
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Woman With Cat: July 2012
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Tuesday, 31 July 2012. Team GB Find It Hard To Strike Gold. Great show yesterday kid. The Olympic games were stopped so the large crown could listen to it on the big screen. Every time you put Mr Coyle down, a big Mexican wave went through the stadium. Tommy my cat, wearing scanty, vermilion,volley ball pants and a lime green bandeau looked at me and said, "Britain is finding it hard to strike gold in the Olympic games." "It's all good! You, Jim Rodgers? He sat on the corner of Donegal Street, astride of...
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Woman With Cat: October 2012
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Tuesday, 30 October 2012. Change from analogue to digital transmissions. Great shows yesterday kid. Tommy my cat, leaped out of bed, rushed downstairs, grabbed me by the throat and yelled, "Today is the 24th of October. Today, is the day that ALL television transmissions change from analogue to digital. What steps have you taken to ensure continuity in our sphere of television watching? Tommy scratched his head and said, "The sound of white noise, could be described as a sort of cracking, sizzling sound&...
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Woman With Cat: April 2012
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Monday, 30 April 2012. Any News For Gerry? Tommy my cat, emerged from the cubby hole under the stairs, where he had been pretending to be a Dyson Vacuum cleaner and said, "NEWS! We must inform Gerry of anything strange, or startling which happened while he was away." I scratched a shrunken head and said, "We could tell him about the Titanic celebrations which caused a panic stricken Jim Rodgers to scream out, "NIGH! Woman and wains first! Leave it to Gerry," said Tommy. "Sit back and listen as ace re...
