Monday 23 April 2007


Monday 23th April

Had bread and jam for breakfast. It’s St George’s Day, I didn’t do much campaigning at the weekend. It was my 63rd birthday on Saturday, another milestone passed on the trudge to Wilford Hill. Printed some “Corporal Cowan” and “Soft Dick” flyers then went out Saturday night and got drunk. I wonder if the Queen did, she was 81. Stayed at home for most of Sunday and thought about a press release for this week’s campaign. There’s a St George’s Day quiz on tonight at the Admiral Rodney, the Militant Elvis party are thinking of going. Watch this space!

Press Release – Local Elections – Church of the Militant Elvis Party
Church of the Militant Elvis Party Campaign in Wollaton set to hot up.
Artist and poet Lord Biro to start leafleting controversial flyers about Tory candidates Dick Benson and Michael Cowan. www.theplace4.co.uk/elvisseeninbaghdad Email: lordbiro58@hotmail.com)

Artist and Political CV
( a selection of quotes from the many received over the years)

“If Bishop was a 23 year old arts graduate he probably be hailed as a cutting edge Neo-Dadaist” – Wayne Burrows, Metro

“Sick” - Tory Councillor Ted Hickey, Daily Sport

“Impressed me” – Jean Rooke, Daily Express

“Isn’t quite right for Cosmopolitan” – Kate Figes, Lit Editor

“Useless” – Pandora, Independent

“I really like the poems”* - Julie Christie, Actress (‘Land of Rope and Tory’, 1992)

“David says things we only dare think” David Soul, Actor “Starsky and Hutch”, Martin Bells campaign team – Epping Guardian 2001

“Sinister Foresight” Maev Kennedy, Guardian Diary

“The slogans and campaigning ideas you suggest are very interesting. I will certainly bear them in mind when drawing up General Election campaigning plans”. Peter Mandelson MP, House of Commons letter, March 3rd 1997 (see www.theplace4.co.uk/elvisseeninbaghdad/cv.htm)

“Who is he anyway?” – Tony Blair, Derby Evening Telegraph

“Loony” Neil Hamilton, The Times

“He doesn’t need any acting lessons from me” – Tony Blair, Nottm. Evening Post
Press release ends.

Friday 20th April

Get up and have breakfast, muesli and banana. Its Hitler’s Birthday, he would have enjoyed it too. I buy the Guardian and the Daily Star. The Star is full of the new Belles of St Trinians, a charmless looking bunch. Loads of stuff about the student killer from South Korea. The media love it, if he’d gone on the rampage at Baghdad University they wouldn’t have given a toss. I pray no one goes on a shooting spree at Trent Poly or Ian C. Gray’s ghastly elegies will swamp the Evening Post for months.

I read the SUN files on Dick Benson again. Apparently he’s a hunting enthusiast Hmmm, Elvis wasn’t very keen on hunting and neither am I. Only if you’re a pigmy in the Belgium Congo. Those poor little sods won’t be hunting for much longer. The rainforest’s “old hat”, our vibrant corporate masters are going to ‘modernise’ it and turn it into palm-oil plantations plus golf courses, gorilla theme parks and swish hotels for the likes of Kate Moss’s sugar daddy and tax-dodging Top Shop billionaire Philip Green to hold his groovy parties in. Wow! The Daily Star will just love that!

I clear off to Wollaton in a bad mood and go leafleting around the Wheelhouse pub. Everywhere is as dead as a doornail except for a few old ladies pottering about and little dogs barking. A notice on one door makes me smile “ No Topper here, no Recorder here”. My leaflets run out and so does my patience. I go to the Admiral Rodney for a pint, the front bar is closed. There’s a funeral wake on, everybody looks cheerful, I wonder if Ian C. Gray is dead, he’s not in the Evening Post today. I drink up, go home and design a new flyer. Hunting Enthusiast “Soft Dick – Loves Hunting – Sez the SUN – Stuff the Perverts - Save our Ducks”. I wonder what the Wollaton Hunt will make of that. Tally Ho!

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