Monday, February 15, 2010

Interlude - The Value of a Classical Education

Some readers may have been following the case of a financier being sued for £4 million for sexual discrimination, by former employee Jordan Wimmer.

The gentleman in question, Mr Mark Lowe of Nomos Capital, sent a lewd email to another female employee - a friend of Ms Wimmer - quoting the Latin poet Catallus (showing some resemblance to Mr Lowe in this modern representation).

The financier maintained that the email was sent as a joke, which could not cause offense because the recipient did not understand Latin.

However, it will be interesting to see who has the last laugh as Ms Wimmer has recently filed a further case against Mr Lowe and Nomos Capital.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Further Extract from The New Country Wife

Act 1, Scene 2 : Sir Alan Country House, The Shag Pile - follows on from July 2009 Post

....On the advice of "Apprentice" Tristram, Sir Alan has abandoned plans to marry into the Worcestershire gentry or County aristocrats : too poor ! Instead Tristram has proposed the recently-divorced former wife of a Russian oligarch with an "excellent settlement". However, the grounds for Sir Alan's divorce from his present wife, Samantha, have yet to be determined, although he and Tristram are confident that "the Secret Agent" will deliver these.

In the meantime, Sir Ron Fastmoney, an old friend, has paid an unexpected visit to "The Shag Pile".

The relationship between the two men goes back to the 1980s, when Sir Ron was knighted during the boom years of the Thatcher Government for services to property development. Much of Sir Ron's fortune was subsequently wiped out during the crash of the early 1990s, forcing him to flee the country to avoid creditors.

Since then, he has spent much of time "off-shore" - the Caribbean, Dubai, Far East etc - and in the process created a much larger fortune. Sir Ron now spends most of his year on a large ocean-going yacht, entertaining the rich and their hangers-on. However, he is currently "setting up ship" in St Petersburg, having also recently acquired a new Russian wife : "There'll be no New Austerity for me, thank you very much...!!

Sir Ron wants Sir Alan Shag - whom he regards as "a cunning old fox, if rather cash-strapped these days" - to join him in a Russian energy and resources joint venture, which he promises will deliver the kind of returns unimaginable in "a poky little country like Britain.... Naturally, I am sparing no expense in entertaining the Russians....."

To be Continued....

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

THE NEW COUNTRY WIFE* - PREVIEW

Act 1, Scene 1 - The Bacchus Bar in Birmingham**

"Lying in the Gutter, and
Spying on the Stars....." ***

* Follows on from "The Right-On Lord Shag of Solihull" (Working Title Only) of 22 July 2008
* * A Real Place *** A recent leader title in the Financial Times NB : Any resemblance of the characters in this drama to a real person is totally co-incidental

Samantha Shag is reading a recent editorial in the FT on the use of private investigators by the British tabloid press to intercept the personal communications of celebrities and politicians. She awaits the arrival of her old friend and onetime associate in the Birmingham's bondage scene, Titania : who now runs a successful lap dancing enterprise of the same name. Samantha wants Titania's advice on husband Sir Alan's machinations to divorce her, including employment of his own personal spy. Titania in turn wants Samantha's help on problems with a New Labour Wag, and former Home Secretary, who objects to the expansion of the lap dancing trade in her West Midlands constituency.

To be continued....

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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

DO POLITICIANS MAKE GOOD PETS ?

Janet is always keen to expand her mind and decided to have a look at the Times Educational Supplement yesterday, which carried an article about psychometric testing on the front page and gave the following "taster" :

" Pet topic

A psychometric-style question

The cat is a small carnivorous mammal that is often valued by humans for its companionship. The cat is a skilled predator and is known to hunt over 1,000 species for food. Cats use a variety of vocalisations and body language for communication, such as purring, mewing, hissing and growling. The cat is an intelligent mammal and can be trained to obey simple commands. Typically, a cat will weigh between 2.5kg and 7kg. Cats are extremely sensitive as they have highly advanced hearing, eyesight, touch, and taste receptors. People’s belief that cats are solitary animals is incorrect, as they are actually highly social. This misconception is due to cats not having a social survival strategy (“pack mentality”) like animals such as dogs. This means that they look after their own needs, even when living in a group.
Q: Cats make good companions for humans
A: True
B: False
C: Cannot say
Source: Aptitude Tests Online."

Our answer would, of course, be A : True. However, could this be a trick question, with a politically correct sub-text, intended to weed out humans (and potential teachers) who also "look after their own needs, even when living in groups" notwithstanding that they have a "social survival strategy" as well.

In thus reflecting, Rocco (a cat) finds himself asking : Do politicians make good pets ? : or, more politically correctly, do they make good companions for cats ? Answers, please.

Yes, says Tango, who appeared on BBC1's political "Question Time" recently.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

THE RISE AND RISE OF MS PIGGY

In the year 2000, a gentleman friend - and erstwhile Big Shot in the World of Advertising - advised Janet on the return of the fuller figure for women. At the time, she forgot this piece of advice almost immediately, but has since often recollected it.

So it was only the other day, that whilst perusing the political shelves in a local bookshop, she came across two volumes which recalled her former gentleman friend's words. One book, whose name she also forgot immediately, was an extended diatribe by Julie Birchill and someone with a double-barrelled surname (unclear whether male or female).

In this volume, Ms Birchill and her friend hold forth on range of subjects - political with both a large and small "p" - including women of "the fuller figure", of which Ms B is a Big One. She also has a rather shrill voice, which amongst larger ladies also seems to have made a comeback.

As it happens, Janet chanced upon a couple of these Modern Harpies fighting for a car-parking space - one in gold 4x4 Merc and the other in similar Chavrolet* - as she took her bike towards the train station on a very hot day. "How Very Uncool !", she thought.

The other volume was a biography of Boris Johnson, whose title Janet has also forgotten, but which bore a quotation on the front cover from Ken Livingstone : "the scariest book I've read since The Silence of the Lambs". Boris himself incidentally describes the book as "Rubbish...but well-written rubbish !". Lot of "That" about !

However, this book does indeed contain something quite extra-ordinary : photographs of the young Boris which bear more than a passing resemblance to the character of Vicky Pollard in Little Britain !

* Ms Birchill is a defender of "Chav", being Upper Chav herself, and perhaps a Chavrolet driver.

Thursday, August 07, 2008

A New Cosmopolitan Agenda...

A recent visit to Cheltenham has prompted us to reflect on the meaning of "cosmopolitan" in contemporary politics and society, and, indeed, for modern English satire, given the association of Georgian England with Rococo Satire, and Cheltenham, in particular, with the lighter (and liter ?) satirical writings of the so-called "Water Poets", who drew their inspiration from those places where people went to "Take the Waters".

Our Mini-Guideto Cheltenham (Obtained from the helpful Tourist Information Office) describes the town as "cosmopolitan", but what does this mean : urbane architecture and planning, handsome gardens, cafe society, famous literary festival, horse-racing ? For us "cosmopolitan" is a state of being, but does Cheltenham possess this, or just its outward accessories as a sort of living manifestation of some, ultimately rather shallow, contemporary "Style" magazine.

In the absence of any real or meaningful definition (or bench-mark, to use the current jargon) for defining "cosmopolitanism", we are, therefore, going to propose a few indicators, as follows :
  • Serial Re-Marriage and the creation of multiple households are not considered "De Rigeur". A discreet lover or two of the opposite or same sex are quite acceptable, but no more. Too many children are also to be discouraged.

  • Naked flesh (bosom, belly, buttock etc) should not be excessively on view in public places, and particularly if not aesthetically well-proportioned. Beer guts may be just about acceptable on middle aged men, but not on young ladies.

  • The general populace do not bore their fellow wo/men with accounts of their personal lives in the workplace and public realm, thus disrupting professional and civic discourse, but keep these for private occasions.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

The Right On Lord Shag of Solihull (Working Title Only)

The story so far....

Sir Alan Shag - knighted during the John Major Government, later switching his allegiance to New Labour - is now in his mid 50s, and contemplating a change of Party (back to the Conservatives) and wife (someone more conservative than former doyenne of the Birmingham bondage scene, Samantha Shag). Substantial donations to New Labour have not brought that much-desired peerage (Lord Shag of Solihull), with accompanying ministerial appointment (following in the footsteps of Lord Digby de B'rm), so Sir Alan is now courting "Heir to Blair David" Cameron.

With an early fortune made in carpet manufacturing, Sir Alan transferred his indisputable business cunning to housebuilding and the motor trade in the 1980s, for services to which he was later knighted. However, he has never forgotten his commercial beginnings and his neo-palladian mansion in Warwickshire is fittingly known as "The Shag Pile". It is here that Sir Alan and Samantha Shag now reside with little Harry and Zara; where his wife and children receive riding lessons from former guards officer Captain James Blewitt, and where he employs "Apprentice" Tristram (Oxford graduate and former right-of-centre think tank researcher) for advice on political etiquette.

Hoping that Samantha might be having an affair with James Blewitt - and indeed, positively encouraging this - Sir Alan has engaged the services of a "private eye" and ex-secret service operative Richard "Spook" Dickinson to provide evidence for his much hoped for divorce. Tristam, meanwhile, is researching possible future marriage partners for his employer, paying particular attention to women from old Worcestershire gentry and aristocratic families who might want to develop their country estates for affordable housing, and similarly worthy projects.

However, Samantha (nee Bond, and former Proprietress of The Birmingham - Strictly Adults Only -Bond Age Club) is aware of her husband's plot, and has her own plans. Upon their marriage in the early "Naughties" (as she likes to call the beginnings of the 21st century), Samantha encouraged Sir Alan to invest in some enterprises in the respectable sectors of the sex industry, which, as it happens, are now performing rather better than his housebuilding and motor trade interests. Whilst enjoying the life of a country gentlewoman, Samantha has also tired of Sir Alan's company, and longs to return to "The Business"; not, however, ruling out a future career in politics herself ...with the Lib Dems.

To be continued...

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

The Preposterous Global Mega Projects Company

We have recently been contacted by an enterprise - with offices in Beijing, Dubai, Houston and Moscow - called "The Preposterous Global Mega Projects Company". To quote from their letter :

"Dear Sirs

Invitation to Local Partners with an Interest in the Construction of a Major New Inland Port Facility in Worcester, UK"

Following recent announcements by the UK Government, we understand that tenders will shortly be invited for the construction of the above new major inland port facility in the West Midlands.

The Preposterous Global Mega Projects Company will shortly be hosting a seminar on a river boat in Worcester with a view to engaging local partners in this great enterprise. We would be delighted if you would attend...."

To be frank, this invitation comes at something of a surprise. There was indeed a proposal for a major inland port facility at Worcester...in the mid 1940s.

However, the West Midlands regional planning situation, is - largely as a consequence of central government's repeated interventions - so crazy that anything is possible !

Saturday, August 11, 2007

This Blog is Resuming with Tarot Advice from Rocco (TAROCCO) on The Tower Card

The Tarot card entitled "The Tower" is one which merits respect. This card typically depicts two figures (a man and woman) falling headlong from a tower which is being struck by lightning. Commentators on the Tarot usually associate this card with the inevitable breakdown of structures which have come to pose an obstacle to individual or collective development. Such structures can include relationships, whether personal or professional, financial constructions such as stock markets (note increasing reference this week to a "real economy", whatever that might be !), ideologies and institutions.

One depiction of The Tower also has the ancient god Poseidon emerging with his Trident from a stormy sea, with said structure in front of him. Aside from his identification with the sea, Poseidon was also identified with tectonic shifts, of the kind now required in the human psyche to tackle climate change, or the need for peace on earth : time for the government to re-consider planned investment in nuclear armaments perhaps. The Tower is also linked to the Tower of Babel in some interpretations.

The figure of Poseidon may too be a timely reminder of the former deputy prime minister (DPM), with his maritime connections, and who is still a member of parliament for Hull (scene of recent floods) ? The weekend press heralded a forthcoming autobiography, which will no doubt re-emphasise the former DPM's role in international negotiations on climate change, his use of the expression "tectonic shift", and throw light (if not strike lightning) onto the relationship between former prime minister Tony Blair and the present incumbent of that office. Indeed it is possible that these may be the two figures thrown from the Tower, depending upon Gordon Brown's timing of the next general election.

Scotland's Alex Salmond (generally pronounced "Salmon" - and therefore a "Big Fish" - on the BBC) may be another politician with the power of tectonic shift, taking over that Prescottism "shifting of the tectonic plates" when he announced a forthcoming referendum on Scottish
independence

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

This Blog is Relocating

Due to Gremlins (of a technical or censorship nature, possibly both !) this and our other blogs (see below) are relocating for a time to http://www.witchofworcester.wordpress.com .

Saturday, February 03, 2007

TAROCCO : Tarot Advice from Rocco

From next month, Rocco, "The Cat Oracle" will be offering advice based on readings of the Tarot. He will introduce the new service with a reading for the New Labour Leadership, including a prediction concerning the identity of the Deputy Prime Minister's successor.
Early indications suggest that this is likely to be Alan Johnson, with Gordon "Stalin" Brown as PM (see "The Court of the Red Tar" in our "Satyre" section), but the cards may have another story to tell.
Party Animals

I watched the the first episode of "Party Animals" (from the makers of "This Life") the other day. If this is what life behind the scenes in Parliament today is really like, then the sooner we have an English "House" in Birmingham the better. The characters seem to consist mainly of Randy Tories (including a couple of toffs) and Nasty New Labour types. Even the central characters - two bright young things and one nerdy type, who played their parts very well - were too cliched to be really interesting. Things might get better of course, but I shan't be waiting around to find out. No wonder one poor fellow unintentionally topped himself (Live Fast Die Young and All That) in the first episode ! All a bit too "Casualty" for me. Yes, the production had something of that same slick quality, but I want real politics and drama, not a sort of soap. Bring back "Our Friends from the North" I say (which was much better than "This Life" anyway) !

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Politicat

"Politicat" is a new political column for all those with feline leanings, and we start with this little pussycat from GQ online..

"A Cheeky Chappy :
One of the most surprising couplings of this year was between Liberal Democrat MP Lempit Opik and Cheeky Girl Gabriela Irimia. Opik, who had previously been engaged to weather girl Sian Lloyd, took Gabriela to London's Science Museum for their first date. The Transylvanian singer hit back at remarks made by Lloyd, saying: "Our relationship is really genuine and it's not out of a pantomime or anything like that." Whether genuine or not, Lembit was criticised by some quarters for intervening in his girlfriend's deportation case, after Gabriela was denied further leave to stay in Britain. Can this relationship last long-distance? We'll find out in 2007"

Monday, September 25, 2006

"I'm All Right John" - A Sequel to The Court of the Red Tar, inspired by the classic British Comedy "I'm All Right Jack".

It will be recalled that "The Court of the Red Tsar" last encountered its heroes and heroines on board the Battleship Prescottin, and that news is awaited from the "listening devices" installed by the security services (or secret police) at Stonehenge.

However, at this point there occurs a strange cosmic event, and Britain is mysteriously plunged back into the middle part of the 20th century. This is not without problems : all modern IT infrastructure disappears, so there is no blogging. Nevertheless, there are many benefits. Opportunities for political spin are much reduced, and real policies are a necessity once more.
Whilst there is no motorway network, rail and public transport services are remarkably good.
By present day standards. many British cities, and notably Birmingham, look much better.
There are also fewer people.

The lives of our earlier heroes and heroines are also much transformed. Brownin is a minister of the Scottish Church. Prescottin is chief steward on board a British merchant ship. Livingstonsky is keeper of the reptile house at London zoo. Comrade Terry is a Liverpool docker. Madame Kellyrova is a hospital matron, and Madame Cooperova a primary school teacher. The rebel leader, Cameronovitch, is a country squire; and, the head of the security services is chief constable of the Metropolitan police. Will their paths cross again : that is indeed the question...
And the answer is "yes" ! The only exceptions to this are Brownin (Gordon Brown - no relationship to the present Chancellor of the Execheque), Livinstonsky (now Ken Livingstone - no relation to the current Mayor of London), and the Chief Constable of the Metropolitan Police.
However, we will meet them again.

I'm All Right John

Prescottin (now John Prescott - no relation to the present Deputy Prime Minister) has retired from seafaring and is chief shop steward in a food processing factory. His deputy, Comrade Terry ( ..) has moved from Liverpool to Hull, where the action mainly takes place. John prescott is married to Madame Kellyrova (now Mrs Ruth Prescott, who is a housewife) and Madam Cooperova is their daughter (Yvette Prescott). David Camerson (no relation to the present leader of the Conservative Party) is a management trainee at the factory where Prescott works, and lodges with the Prescotts - where he takes a fancy to Yvette - in order to obtain a better understanding of the British working man and his equally hard-wroking family.

Incidentally, a very good synopsis of "I'm All Right Jack" can be found on the British Film Institute website

To be continued.

Monday, June 05, 2006

The Court of the Red Tar * **(or Carry On Stalinova)
* as in Sailor **inspired by The Court of the Red Tsar

This is the synopsis for a play set in the future, but based upon current events. The writer takes no responsibility whatever for any resemblence of the characters to real people, past or present.

Main Characters
Comrade Prescottin ("The Red Tar")
Comrade Livingstonsky
Madame Kellyrova
Madame Cooperova
Chairman Terry Mao
The New Red Tsar and Tsarina

The drama takes place in 3 acts :
Act 1 The Suburban Revolutionary Council
Act 2 Revenge of the New Bolshevik Matrons
Act 3 The Coming of the New Red Tsar/ina

Synopsis

Act 1. The "Red Tar", Comrade Prescottin, has been president of the United Kingdom for some years, with Comrade Livingstonsky in the position of prime minister. This came about following the impeachment of Comrade Blairovich for unconstitutional actions, and general agreement that Comrade Brownin was, quite simply, insufficiently red. However, Brownin is still chancellor of the exchequer, and plays no role whatsoever in the drama which follows, except insofar as his policies enabled Russia, and to a lesser extent China, to aquire effective control of the UK. The country is now ruled by "The Suburban Revolutionary Council" rather than cabinet government. The main function of this council is to facilitate the construction of as many houses as possible to underpin the UK's role as "The World's Number One Global Suburb".

This "Suburban Revolution" began some years earlier under "The Communities Plan", conceived when Prescottin was Deputy Prime Minister. At first, Livingstonsky, then Mayor of London, had been skeptical of The Communities Plan, seeing it as good old fashioned new towns policy which had been to linked under previous socialist regimes to de-centralisation from the old conurbations, such as London. However, assisted by the intellectual Madam Cooperova - who had once worked for President Bill Clinton - Prescottin convinced Livingstonsky that The Plan meant the expansion of these old conurbations into the bourgeois counties, as new garden cities etc of the kind envisaged by Comrade Marx.

Eventually, the "suburban revolution" led to the creation of two enormous conurbations. In the north of England, Prescottgrad had grown from the city formerly called Hull to cover most of the ancient kingdom of Northumbria. In the South, Livingstongrad - once known as London - occupied most of what had been Wessex, as well as areas of Middle England or Mercia. However, a third, and largely unplanned, mega-conurbation had also been constructed called Tescograd. This had recently declared itself to be an independent republic. Moreover, it is involved in a territorial dispute with Livingstongrad. This "conflict zone" is a matter of some concern for The Suburban Revolutionary Council.

Act 2. Unbeknown to Prescottin and Livingstonsky, the new Bolshevik Matrons, Madames Kellyova and Cooperova, have "done a deal" with Chairman Terry Mao of Tescograd, which they hope will enable them to provoke a leadership contest in The Suburban Revolutionary Council. Madame Kellyova has ambitions to be President and to restore the Pope as head of the Church of England (the estranged husband of the Culture Minister, Comrade Millsovin, might also be helpful here). This would leave the role of Prime Minister open for Madame Cooperova.
The new Bolshevik Matrons hope that Prescottin's recent indiscretions with his diary secretary, and participation in the bourgeois game of croquet during working hours at the grand dacha of Dornywood, will enable them to win other Suburban Revolutionary Council members over to their way of thinking.

The Bolshevik Matrons make an unplanned visit to Tescograd, the centre of which was formerly Worcester. Chairman Terry Mao had forseen the opportunity this provincial city offered when the New (then Labour) Bolshevik MP constructed a swimming pool in his garden without planning permission, although this was granted retroactively. Some years later, the company then known was Tesco embarked upon a programme of unprecedented, and unplanned, supermarket development throughout the area once called The Midlands : Tescograd. Chairman Terry (he was generally known by his first name) was delighted to recieve a visit from Madames Kellyova and Cooperova.

Chairman Terry, in turn, harboured secret plans to rest control of Livingstongrad; although he would be quite happy for Madame Cooperova to be his second-in-command. Personally, he quite liked Comrade Prescottin, but he had always been deeply suspicious of Comrade Livingstonsky, who he believed still harboured co-operative socialist tendencies. Moreover, "Red Ken" was the power behind Prescottin : the two would stand or fall together. He chuckled to himself as he remembered something he had read in Red Ken's book "If voting changed anything, they'd abolish it". How true, he thought ! He also remembered a reference to The Godfather in this book - when Red Ken despatched a political rival - the line went something like : "Personally I liked the man, but business is business". Exactly, thought Chairman Terry, business is business and Prescottin would have to go.....

Act 3 : Meanwhile, Livingstonsky awoke from a bad dream. His home had been raided by 250 armed policemen. Was this an MI5 of a KGB Plot (something to do with the rebel leader David Cameronovich perhaps) ? He was led away and taken to County Hall in Milton Keynes. The London County Council had been revived as the Capital expanded into the surrounding counties, a process that escalated after the flooding of the Thames Gateway (when Livingstonsky temporarily acquired the nickname King Kenute). With the development of Livingstongrad, of which Milton Keyne was administrative centre, County Hall was kept as a quaint reminder of the past. But why was he being taken there now ? Something to do with Chairman Terry : Milton Keynes was also a disputed territory with Tescograd ? The shadowy figure that greeted him recalled a scene from Livingstonsky's favourite film, The Godfather. But this was more like a scene from Hanibal. As Ken's soul departed from his body (the result of a fatal wounding), his corpse was suspended outside County Hall, after the fashion of the Medici Renaissance princes. Fortunately the body was only that of a double, although Livingstonsky wasn't sure where his soul had gone. Perhaps like Livingstongrad, he was souless.

Meanwhile, in the North West of England, the Red Tsars football team was practicing for a forthcoming match. The team had once been called "Manchester United", but their Russian owner, who had bought the club from an Amercian outfit, preferred the name Red Tsars. Besides, Manchester no longer existed. After Liverpool had also succumbed to flooding, a "new town" had been built called Manlivostock. Although they were still extremely well paid, there was considerable discontent amongst the footballers, and even more amongst their wives. Those with family connections in the North West were aggrieved that some kind of Yorkshireman (Comrade Prescottin) was apparently running the country, along with the slimey ex-Londoner "Red Ken" (rumour had it that Ken had received some kind of gene therapy in Moscow, and had been given the DNA of a reptile enabling him to regenerate organs, limbs and other bodily appendages in the event of any assasination attempt). In short, David Beckamovsky and hs wife Victoria, were determined that they should replace Prescottin and Livingstonsky to become the New Red Tsar and Tsarina.

Meanwhile, on board the Battleship Prescottin (named after the Battleship Potemkin) everyone was extremely well fed, courtesy of Tescograd. The cruiseliner Paulinova the Great was moored beside the Battleship and the Good and the Great (as well as the Bad and the Bonkers) were being entertained in style. Prescottin is aware of various moves to topple him, but he has his own succession plan and exit strategy (to a fine dacha on the Crimea - one of Comrade Stalin's favourites) in place. The identity of the New Red Tsar and Tsarina will be revealed soon. However, Prescottin has just received a phone call from his Chief of Secret Police, Ianoff Blairovich, in Livingstonegrad, where, based on intellligence from "listening stones" (of the kind pilotted in a Moscow Park by British agents), at Stonehenge....draft to be continued

Friday, May 26, 2006

Janet Rocco : Catyre, Catomancy & Channelling

janetrocco is the blog of "Janet" (human female) and "Rocco" (male feline). Although Janet is really the "channel" for Rocco's thoughts on a range of subjects, as well as his creative ideas, this blog uses the term "we". Thus we cover :


  • "catyre" (witty, even catty, and occasionally satiric observations on contemporary life)
  • "Catomancy" (feline magic arts, including transmogrification)
  • "channelling" (Rocco himself has a spirit guide called Ozzimandius - Ozman to friends)
Now let us introduce Janet. She is a middle aged woman, living in Middle England : Worcester to be precise. Janet is a person of independent thought and action. She might be middle class, or one of the dangerous class, or somewhere in between..."Do what ye will, but ye harm no one".

Rocco is a middle aged tomcat of medium size. He is generally regarded as rather fine. His "friends" are Toby (a black male, with spikey fur) and Felix (the neighbourhood busy-body). They enjoy fighting and waking the neighbourhood with their "primal screams".

Ozzimandius, in his previous incarnations, was the ruler of an ancient middle eastern kingdom, and then - as Cardinal de Rocco - a senior cleric in the Church of Rome. He then transmogrified into the occultist, Madame Blatkatsky. He is now Rocco's spirit guide.

We should mention how this came about. Ozman's "channel" of first choice was Humphrey, the onetime "Downing Street Cat", whom he thought might be a vehicle for contacting Cherie Booth-Blair. However, with Humphrey's expulsion from No 10, another "political animal" was sought.

This just about brings us up to date, and ready to to begin our first online Catyre....