Is there any chance that daddy may be suffering from dementia and has forgotten the numbers?

A box in Switzerland, which it seems, had become such an embarrassment, that further deposits were declined.

The point is, there’s no editor on this blog other than the blogger, who is not a man.

Dreadful punctuation gives her away.

I’ve always thought that punctuation is a reliable indicator of a person’s writing skills and Ms Barley Bland fails the test dismally.

Her words, never mind the message, appear so contrived, As if she wrote them with a dictionary by her side. Very weird and scary.

Apparently she is in town to get her hands on some numbers that only daddy Mintoff has, that open a special kind of box in Switzerland. Business in Texas has not been good in the last few years.

Your anger is just like mine. Why, even for a phone line one had to go begging, as if it were some kind of luxury and you needed a very big favour. We had applied for a landline in 1970 and finally got the bloody phone line in March 1983 only because a clerk employed at Marsa took pity on my grandmother (she was ill and we could not even call an ambulance if we needed one, no mobile phones existed in 1983).

And those “twiebet” called televisions… God almighty… my uncle ran a shop and he was “ordered” to sell those TVs only to those indicated on a special list.

I am not kidding about these things, they really happened.