I have to be honest: I wasn't born with my powers.
I learned most of them at the knee of my Great Grandfather, Sir Colin Derrig, who was a celebrated philanderer and rogue. He was an enormously popular figure in his day, having a similar standing to that of the Tichborne Claimant. There is no denying he was much beloved in his time by laydeez of every shape and size and orientation.
I merely mention this as I was clearing out the attic at Maison Derrig the other day and stumbled across a reel of film.
Almost virtually decayed, I have had it restored to the best condition I can afford and present it here for all you students of Derrig Power.
I can only salute the old man for his stamina and good looks, which I have so obviously inherited.
2 comments:
not sure I like the image of you learning your love arts at the knee of your grandfather - possibly illegal!
I think your comment only goes to show what a filthy individual you are. Not something that could be said for your mother, who was always so proper on Blue Peter.
Post a Comment