Missy On Sunday: Time for a change

Written by Missy Price

Sunday, 01 November 2009 10:16

A very good Sunday to you all. My Sunday was going very well until one atv of our lunch guests, we always have someone around for Sunday lunch, informed me that the shortened name for my column, MOS, was also the shortened name for some awful paper – The Daily Mail. Well darlings I simply can not be associated with such an awful newspaper so I’ve been pondering on a new name for my bit. I know I’m not here for long this time but there’s always next time and I don’t want all my readers, or Queenie’s readers, to think I’m anything to do with that rag. So far I haven’t been able to come up with any names so I thought I’d let you come up with a new name. So all suggestions on what I could call this column to the usual address and many thanks in advance.

So apart from that awful bit of news my Sunday has been going very well. My week however is another story. Do you know where we life the banging has started already and its not even November yet. I wouldn’t mind darlings but it started about a week ago. Banging three weeks before the big event, it’s a little bit too much in my opinion. I love fireworks and think they are rather pretty but there’s a time and a place and October 5^th isn’t the time darling. That’s the first evening we heard banging, October 5^th. A month, a whole month, until Bon Fire night. What next? Trick or Treaters knocking on the door on September 30^th? Well luckily they wouldn’t be able to knock on our front door on the account of the electric gates but you get my drift.

It’s the fact that everything is starting earlier these days and the count down to Christmas has already begun. I was out shopping a few weeks ago, in a high class store I might add, at the minions there were already putting out Christmas stock. By the time Christmas comes around I’m frightfully bored of it. There’s only so many carol singers and Christmas songs you can stomach before you want to crazy with a hammer. But then we don’t get Carol Singers either because of the electric gates. It’s rather nice really because it keeps all the riff raff away; trick or treaters, Carol Singers, Tories and JW’s. They were my Christmas present to myself last year and it was money well spent…..despite what the neighbours think. Oh I forgot to add noisy neighbours to that list!

Anyway it’s time to move onto the letters I received this week and thankfully there aren’t any letters of complaints but then again there weren’t that many letters at all. Some lovely minion at ATV Towers informed me, when I popped in to collect the letters, that there have been a few strikes on recently with the postal service and that may be why. Not that it bothers me dears because most of the questions are sex related anyway and I don’t like answering those. I’ve also been asked to remind you all you can email your problems in by clicking here >>

Dear Missy, gas or electric cookers – which do you prefer?

Missy: Well I don’t actually cook myself I trotted down to the kitchen, which took a wee while to find, and asked our cook. Apparently we have both electric and a gas cooker in our kitchen, you learn something every day, and cook can’t really tell the difference between either. But Dolly at Number 52 says she prefers Gas, so does that help dear?