Stephen Robins31 Jan 2007

Wiltshire, splendid county, the best by gad! Lots of top rectory's inhabited by old colonels in maroon cords who wander around marshalling their wifes lap dogs and barking with a face like a Christmas ham fully loving the fact they are a walking anachronism. I have property interests in Wiltshire, or at least my in-laws own a substantial plot. However chances of my Father leaving the shires to "go-to-town" are less than nil during the season. He takes a house in London during the Summer like all other excellent people belonging to society. I refer of course to the real me not the me that is portrayed as Stephen Robins. His parents are tremendously poor and live in a prefabricated box in Hampshire. The real me has an excellent face without any hint of a triangle – my jawline is simply awesome, I also own more land that a golly prince in Lesotho.