The Sixth Art

No Good Boyo has decided to beat the recession by diversifying his multimedia portfolio. He is writing a "sure fire" screenplay for a Hollywood film.

On Friday, after an extended lunchtime, he came up with the title - "Escape from Bikini Island".

Over the weekend he fretted that this did not meet his usual standards.

Last night he announced in triumph the new, improved title:

"No Escape from Bikini Island".

I pass this on without comment.

Recessional

Signs of recession in Berkshire.

1. Our local supermarket is once again stocking its "own brand" Irish whiskey.

2. No Good Boyo is once again buying it.

Gulbenkian

Some readers have confused me with Boyo's imaginary social secretary, and have passed on congratulations for his appearance on the normblog profile and his winning of some special needs Welsh blogging award.

"Does Boyo feel proud to have joined the blogging aristocracy?" petitioners have asked.

This autumn finds me uncharacteristically expansive as I cherish the falling leaves and house prices, so I am willing to reply to these broad inquiries.

Boyo's sole source of pride, judging by his all-too-public declarations, is that he is "hung like a Grand National winner".

Whatever one of those is.