Your reasoning is what sent this country reeling into realsocialism.

[Daphne – Come on, Alison, let’s not bicker about this. It’s obvious that I can’t say everything on this blog. I usually know more details than I can give away.]

[Daphne – Alison, the fact that you weren’t there at the time does not mean it didn’t happen. That sort of reasoning is fallacious. I never said you were childish (as if), but only that you are making assumptions, which is not a good idea as you have no way of knowing who told me about it.]

[Daphne – Look, Alison. I don’t know what point you’re trying to make here, but it’s only very small children who think that things don’t happen just because they’re not there to see them. This is Occam’s razor: if it weren’t true, you can be bloody sure that Super One news that same evening would have been thick with my photograph, screen captures of this website, and plenty of words like ‘gideb fahxi’. . Perhaps you’ve forgotten already what Charlon Gouder did when I asked his cameraman why he wasn’t with him, whether perhaps he was with some whore. He went straighter to his lawyers and then to the police. But he can’t very well do that now. Incidentally, I know the person who told me of the incident rather better than I know you, so…]

[Daphne – My source is watertight and known to me. Perhaps they nipped out to get Mr Gouder a fresh pair of spectacles.]

[Daphne – Yes, Alison, it was around 3.30pm/4pm]

Indeed, the fact that an assault is not the main story, but guilt by association is speaks volumes about Malta under the PN: your fascist roots are showing.

[Daphne – David Gatt must have LEFT. This happened in the afternoon. Were they still hanging about in the evening? They must have very patient wives. Really progressive, I must say, spending their Sundays drinking all men together like (some of) those of a much older generation.]

Wow, is he so engrossed in something else?

There was no romance. It was a business transaction – for her, at least.