Here it is folks. A labour of love it is too. 'Talk of the Town', our beloved local magazine. Whilst we would all agree our esteemed editor's editorials are almost beyond parody...we still like to try.
This Week's Letter from the Blogmeister,
My, oh my, another week, another blog. Your trusty blogmeister greets the weekend with a mixture of relief and a rather large tad of exhaustion. OK, it might look easy producing TOTF but most people have no idea of the behind-the-scenes stuff that goes into producing this, all on behalf of the Saltburn community.
I might have to work like a black to get the blog out on time, but let's not forget all the contributors who sweat like asylum seekers in a customs queue to produce our regular columns. Days from a Downtown Dosshouse, Once Upon A Time Up My Own Arse, Joan's Jams (written by Joan from Just Organic) and Whipping Buoy in which we weekly affix with sticky tape a particularly despicable individual from the community to a ball of anchored plastic half a mile off Huntcliff - (Please note that the tape is kindly donated by one Bill Headdress of the Sticky Tape Company) - all this and more don't come to you without a great deal of jolly hard work. And all skillfully interwoven and intricately and liberally (obviously not in the party political sense) interlaced with a great big dollop of superstition-rousing from a brace of Churches and assorted adverts for dream-catchers and crystal cures. Jeepers, it's darned work it all is. Anyway, that all from me for this week. Don't be shy about posting comments about how good the blog is or making commendations about any of our sponsors.
Lend us a quid!
Love from Bwian
This Week's Letter from the Blogmeister,
My, oh my, another week, another blog. Your trusty blogmeister greets the weekend with a mixture of relief and a rather large tad of exhaustion. OK, it might look easy producing TOTF but most people have no idea of the behind-the-scenes stuff that goes into producing this, all on behalf of the Saltburn community.
I might have to work like a black to get the blog out on time, but let's not forget all the contributors who sweat like asylum seekers in a customs queue to produce our regular columns. Days from a Downtown Dosshouse, Once Upon A Time Up My Own Arse, Joan's Jams (written by Joan from Just Organic) and Whipping Buoy in which we weekly affix with sticky tape a particularly despicable individual from the community to a ball of anchored plastic half a mile off Huntcliff - (Please note that the tape is kindly donated by one Bill Headdress of the Sticky Tape Company) - all this and more don't come to you without a great deal of jolly hard work. And all skillfully interwoven and intricately and liberally (obviously not in the party political sense) interlaced with a great big dollop of superstition-rousing from a brace of Churches and assorted adverts for dream-catchers and crystal cures. Jeepers, it's darned work it all is. Anyway, that all from me for this week. Don't be shy about posting comments about how good the blog is or making commendations about any of our sponsors.
Lend us a quid!
Love from Bwian
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