I read that somebody has been accused of attempting to blackmail a member of the Royal Family over allegations that he engaged in a homosexual act! I should think that there wasn't much left that one Royal or another hasn't done so I can't imagine why those chaps thought anyone would be willing to pay to keep this latest one quiet. And anyway when you think of the various megalomaniacs, psychotics and lunatics who have been numbered amongst the ranks of the world's royal houses a little bit of sexual misbehaviour hardly sounds that serious. It is only our time's particular fascination with things that happen south of the border which makes such stories newsworthy at all. It did, however, put me in mind of a time when I very nearly got caught up in just such a scandal, perfectly innocently of course!
I was enjoying a fine holiday in Thailand when I encountered a pretty little thing who's charms, I am ashamed to admit, I found myself unable to resist. Especially when she whispered seductively in my ear, “you want slippy slippy?”
Only she turned out to be the widow of Lord Boy, if you get my drift. Imagine my shock when I lifted up her frock and found myself looking at the last turkey in the shop! I made my excuses and left, a sadder but wider man.
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