Once upon a time a little very poor shepherd girl of no means, even less brain cells and a passion for self promotion, called “wolf.”
There was in fact no wolf, at all!
“But I live in the “Kingdom of Plaskitt in the Borough of Leamington Spa – I own a hovel there, you know”, she claims. “Thus you know the truth according to the King”, she asserts.
“But madam,” the civil servant claims – “truly there is no wolf in these parts, you are surely mistaken I submit.”
“Mistaken” (“MISTAKEN” echoes King Plaskitt) says the little shepherd girl – “I see a wolf indeed I do, indeed several who are about to devour me and eat me all up.”
“And do these beasts of devouring flesh have names”, asks the Civil Servant? “Oh yes” interjects Mr Plaskitt, King of Warwick and Leamington (as was). “They are Henderson, Williams and numerous others such as the NCSC/CSCI, Happen Fostercare and a whole host of others who generally have it in for my subject.”
“Really?” replies the bemused civil servant. “It is that bad?”
“Oh yes” says the little shepherd girl – these wolves are fearsome and intend to do me harm.”
“But why little Shepherd Girl would that be?”
Little Shepherd Girl – “don’t ask fucking technical questions – besides King Plaskitt tells you what to do.”
Civil Servant – “but King Plaskitt and Little Shepherd Girl, I see no wolves, although I shall smite any who remotely look like a wolf, any who indeed might have the name Henderson or Williams, just in case. Because the King and the ugly princess order it - I will send out the forces of the GSCC, Ofsted and any other stupid fucking idiots willing to listen i.e. jobsworths”
Little Shepherd Girl – “I am not ugly!”
Civil Servant – “Correct, I was wrong, you are both ugly and fucking evil bastards!”
“But what about the wolves” exclaims the little shepherd girl?
Civil Servant – “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the ugliest of us all?”
Civil Servant – “take a look you ugly bastard – see a wolf?”
Little Girl – “yes but what about the wolf?”
King Plaskitt - yes but what about the wolf?”
Civil Servant – “let us begin at the beginning........”
Civil Servant – “the little girl got eaten by the wolf because s/he (the wolf) got very fed up being demonised for otherwise behaving themselves very professionally; little girl gets churned through the gut of wolf and deposited as “crap” on an indistinct pavement in Leamington (sorry, Royal) Spa.”
Shit - end of story, well not quite.
Any association between this fairy (or horror) story associated with Mrs C of Leamington Spa and others is entirely at your behest – who the fuck could make up this story?
What big teeth you have................
Wilt
Wilt is advised by a third party that the little Shepherd Girl was a little frantic on Tuesday 29th June after she was arrested and then bailed (with conditions) for three months on suspicion of stalking and harassment.
ReplyDeleteLittle Shepherd Girl, she claims, is of course a lawyer – yet her (tick box) correspondence training has given her only a perverse simplistic view of the law.
The police now have a few months to investigate a little further and then charge the daft sod. Brilliant!
Meanwhile the formal Press Release on the matter has been sent out by email, post and fax, and of course the old "jungle drums" of word of mouth. It is understood there are street parties in Birmingham, Solihull, in Salop, Oxon, London and, well lots of other places. Wilt had a few ciders with Salty Dog with mates who did have a slight giggle thinking of what face she was showing when she realised she was arrested - what a picture to imagine
Before any think this vitriolic response is unbefitting, reflect on this from 2005...........
http://regulatorwatch.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/Mrs-C-phone-call-to-Warks-CC.pdf
We kind of think that little insight into Mrs C, published under a FOI request, is indicative of why others think her arrest is poetic justice. None she has complained about have ever been arrested. Now aint that interesting.
Wilt
Not only of course has Mrs C lost the plot, lost her MP lapdog (Plaskitt), lost sanity and (we can but hope) the will to live, but also her access to Regulator Watch – despite her efforts to reboot her IP address. So too her friend in Coventry – his IP address is also blocked.
ReplyDeleteMrs C however maintains connection via her T-Mobile telephone but on that such tiny, tiny, and very tiny screen she must be very seriously straining her eyes – ouch!
Very painful we hope.
Soon we will deny that access too, for the sake of her eyes obviously. In the mean time we are pleased she a, albeit unwelcome, non-contributing visitor to this blog.
According to news from others she dares not access the websites of certain persons and/or companies otherwise she would certainly fall fowl of her bail conditions – did we say earlier she had been ARRESTED for harassment and stalking.
Sorry, perhaps I forgot to mention the ARREST. Yes Mrs C was ARRESTED – you know like being told by a tall dark police officer, you are under ARREST and I caution you ....... blah blah.
Yes that kind of ARREST on suspicion of Stalking and Harassment – but the stupid sod (Mrs C) says “but officer I am but a poor, bereft and lost soul requiring not ARREST but relief, will you not benefit my salvation? Save me from those wolves, please”
And so, the life of Mrs C, in actual fact, is as piss poor as it was hitherto and no better for the kids she claims she “cares for.”
Well, we are off to north Wales for a few days. Salty Dog has the beer kitty.
Wilt
Mrs C is on Walkabout with her mobile phone accessing Regulator Watch. She is all over the place – we hope she is not driving in her rust bucket whilst doing so. You see she has a rather high contempt for the law and her ethics lack an appreciation of the concept of truth.
ReplyDeleteMrs C is a wolf in sheep’s clothing. All woolly, a bit like her brain and considered something of a black sheep in the social care world. Sheep do bully you know – they give wolves a bit of a bad name. Wilt knows because being semi-resident in Wales he has little option but to observe them out of the kitchen window, breakfast coffee in hand, in their hundreds. They are vicious beasts, albeit a bit dim.
Now a wolf in sheep’s clothing brings about a double jeopardy – first the wolf creates a problem (you know like I am a poor oppressed wolf) and then whilst as a sheep in appearance, and everyone is distracted by this, savages the other sheep and gorges on their flesh. Oh what big teeth the sheep has, people then begin to observe – that is not natural. We think she protests too greatly (and too often) to be a victim, and with such large teeth we wonder why anyone would dare challenge her.
Although sheep are stupid bastards, underneath they might be just a cunning wolf in disguise. Beware of this wolf in sheep’s clothing, especially if it is in the vicinity of Leamington Spa with several big black folders, a laptop and mobile phone with internet access via Virgin/T-Mobile. Its whiter than white appearance is designed to dazzle and distract you – it will drag you down into a deep hovel and eat you alive unless you are fleet of foot or of moderate intelligence.
It’s a wee fat beasty of a wolf in sheep’s clothing now on a diet of reality after being ARRESTED. It’s something to do with cyber stalking, stalking and harassment. Wolves are of course known for their stalking habits. However this is the nature of the beast – it will not change, any more than a leopard can change its spots – it will simply be caged, eventually. Their hovel will be donated to a friend of Wilt’s after legal action to seize it and the wolf becomes (after appropriate dental work) a bag lady (sic) on a park bench, no longer a constituent or resident in Leamington Spa.
Such is the inevitable demise of the Leamington Spa Wolf. Its red eyes (through lack of sleep) will dim and appear without a sense of soul but a faint thought emanates, what if? Her own reply – it’s too late, too late.......
Wilt