Wednesday, 25 April 2007

Welcome to a new blog for People Like Us

Well blogging is the new sport of the 21st century, and I've tried to get into it, I really really have. But have you seen the really dreadful sorts of people doing blogs lately? So dull, living such mundane, sad little lives. Running around on some sort of nightmarish urban treadmill based around a 3 bed terrace in Clapham, or grinding their way through an utterly irrelevant suburban existance somewhere near Milton Keynes. Ghastly.

No, what we need is a blog for People Like Us. People who live in the country, with a bit of land, some livestock, a dog or two (of course). People who have nice marriages to nice boys who are jolly good providers for us and our children. People who understand that there are certain things one does and certain things one just does NOT. People who couldn't say the word "toilet" if the welfare of their Jack Russell depended on it (and those of you who are lucky enough to own one of those splendid plucky little companions will know what I mean).

Shall I introduce myself? I'm Araminta Dix-Charrington. Minty to my friends (and Mrs Dix-Charrington to everyone else). I live in a small manor house in Wiltshire with my husband Rupert, who does something in the City and goes up to town every day, bless him, and our four children Archie, Molly, Lara and Edward. I hope to get a jolly good friend of mine to join in on this blog and provide a Dorset perspective on life too, with a bit of luck she'll post later to introduce herself.

I'll post more later (the Aga man has just come for a service so I must dash), but thank you for reading my blog and come back regularly!
Toodle pip
Minty xxxxx

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12 comments:

Julia said...

toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet, toilet - arf!

Pantsonfire said...

So pleased to find a corner of sanity in the otherwise plebian world of blogging.

But don't you worry Rupert's employers might have something to say about it?

Petronella said...

Oh darling I'm so sorry to shatter your illusions but I'm afraid Rupert lost his job a couple of months ago, he has been round at my Knightsbridge hice rogering me senseless every day since. (I have rewarded him handsomely so you can still maintain your facade and keep your chickens and children in the manner to which they have become accustomed)

Anyway, he asked me to let you know that he won't be back and to let you know the the aga man is here to reposess not to repair)

Toodle pip!

Anonymous said...

Just wondering if u have the new must have Anya Hindmarsh bag. Did one of the servants queue up for u at Sainsbos?

Anonymous said...

You service your aga man?! [grin]

Cow and Gate said...

yes yes yes, but when did you wean the buggers?

Anonymous said...

this place is a bit of a toilet

HMQueen said...

Cow and Gate - what exactly do you class as weaning - one hope they are still enjoying their bitty.

Anonymous said...

I'm glad you have your own blog, could you get your own village now with an 18 foot gate so you don't have people like me slipping in with my George clothes on.

The Wales' said...

super blog minty and tory :)

Anonymous said...

I have read this blog and I'm aghast. Honestly do people like you really exist? Don't you realise that there is hunger in the world, and there is war, and there are hurricanes in North London which leave me weeping uncontrollably in the lavatories.

I am ashamed to be British

Linda said...

Interesting to know.