Dear All,

Again I return to the area with my tail between
my legs. I have just been sacked as novelty
harmonica player in Billy Smart's circus. Okay
I had to play my H whilst being chased by
Charlie the Clown with a bucket full of custard,
but I don't mind suffering for my art.
Anyway two week into the tour and I am
understudying Bobo the high wire roller skating
dog (god that dog was a tempremental artiste).
And on the Tuesday Bobo is 100 ft above
Towyn pier when a wheel came off a hind leg
skate.
Picture the poor mutt hanging grimly onto the
high wire by his teeth, a stifled growl in his
tortured throat, his paws moving and clawing
frantically in the cold Towyn night air.
Then 'berfuckingclang' he plummeted to Earth
like a vase dropped off a verandah.
His fall luckily being halted by him landing on
the drunken knife throwers sequined assistant
Sheila Grimes and puncturing her left lung.
This catapulted me to the top of the bill (oh the
jealousy- the memory man pretended he'd
forgotten my name).
So as a result i started attracting the attention
of the women folk. And to be honest i was
missing the company of a woman and a good
hones shag.
And one night after a gig in abersoch (god i was
hot as buttered toast that night--i played 'The
Desert Song' on the harmonica whilst being
swed in half by tap dancing monkees).
Anyway i got drunk with the Lion tamer and
broke into the bearded ladies tent. Apparently
i looked down her cleavage and said 'i might
not be a ring master but i'll master your ring
.....show us your tits love...i like a big top'.
She complained an Billy Smart is an equal
oportunities employer (well apart from the
dwarfes). So he says 'Bernard that is no way
to treat a lady, not even a bearded one....
sorry son you're fired')
Oh well!!!!!
LOVE AND PEACE
BERNARD WILSON

Dear All,

Just a short note inbetween trips to the khazi,
don't try that new Greek taverna on Beswick
precint. The Acropolis it is called, got pictures
outside of schishkebabs. Yeah well since me
an Denise dined there i've had the scishkebabs
and i've never bin off the acropolis.
She thought she'd be all fancy an order in Greek
she grabbed the menu and said 'I'll have a
pag-e-ni-ne'
The waiter took the menu and said 'that says
page nine love'
How embarressing.

LOVE AND PEACE
BERNARD WILSON

P.S. The beer was like making love on a canal
bank.....it was fucking close to water