Sunday, April 10, 2005


What became of Banksie?

If you have read my earlier diaries will remember I rescued a newt called Banksie from Ken Livingstone's secret laboratories where he was being used in experiments to produce an Übernewt to take over the world. (I think I used to overdo the catnip in my youth.)

After I had saved London he moved in with me as a sort of gentleman's gentleman. Or gentleman's newt. Or gentlecat's newt.

He has his uses. I have just rung for a saucer of milk.

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