This week is ‘the’ week folks.
If the CYFSterhood keep pushing for the ex-parte, and get it, then we’ll kick it up to the High Court and get it turned. Same-day service. :–))
Either way, this week if the CYFSterhood want their way heard, then heard it will be. But this time at a full, substantive hearing, whereupon their collective hallucinations will be aired and treated with the derision they deserve.
It’s either that or they go no further.
But these venal women are now so worked up at the fact that a mere male has had the timerity to attempt contradiction that they are now frothing at the mouth….A little like King John must have done when the locals told him they withdraw their collective support until he signed the Magna Carter.
‘Mere Knights telling ME what to do?’…….said John.
‘Mere males contradicting our imperialism?’… say the CYFSterhood.
Oh yes. But we’re all up for a good stouche, or up for the CYFSterhood recognising they are actually little more than pimples on the arse of society, and simply go away.
But this week is when it should all happen.
And when it’s happened? Then I go to work with all the plans I have made to make their collective lives as miserable as possible.
The role-call for potential visitations are, Judith Surgenor, The Loon (again) Lizzie Curtis, Anna Palmer, Betty Whakatau.
BTW: Bit of humour. Whakatau means (come here). But it’s okay Betty, you don’t need to come to us. We’ll come to you; all in good time.
BTW2: When I rang Betty Come Here on Feb 10th, her 13 year-old daughter answered the phone and told me mother was out for the night.
Isn’t it illegal to leave a 13 year-old at home in charge of the baby I could hear crying in the background?
Maybe someone should call CYFS!
I’ll let you know folks.