…and, faith, he’ll prent it! (Apologies for the dodgy Scots accent)

This is getting worse, first it was the whispering and muttering behind my back, all those secret meeting that I wasn’t invited to, but now they’re coming out in the open and actually printing all their stories! And not just in a nice slim volume of privately-printed verse, oh no, in a local paper, the Ceredigion Herald, seen by thousands. Even worse, because some sneaky person has posted this PDF of the article, now people all round the WORLD can see it! And they mention me BY NAME! How dare they? I know what they’re planning, they think I don’t, but I have eyes and ears everywhere…

Mutter, mutter…

Anyway, what else has been happening in the world of Cletwr? Well, I’m told that there is some sort of festivity next weekend, not sure what, but I’ve been instructed to point out that Siop Cynfelyn at Cletwr has plenty of excellent products in stock, suitable for giving to people (if that’s the sort of thing you do). Allegedly the “Hampers” are a particularly good deal.

But what of the build? Things move. Our Project Manager, Jacinta, is getting in to the swing of things, and our first claim for dosh will be going in shortly. Contrary to rumour it will all be given to the Contractor, and not spent on gin for the Directors. But the biggest news is that work will start straight after the seasonal holidays (it’s ridiculous, who needs ten days off at this time of the year? When I worked for dear old Mr Scrooge we were glad to have a single day away from the office. Ah happy days!) The timber frame kit has been ordered and is due for delivery on 23rd January, so we should start seeing the shape of the new place within a matter of weeks. Of course before the frame goes up the foundations go down. And before the foundations go in there’s the small matter of converting the old petrol tanks into my underground command bunker.

Isn’t it all exciting!