Friday, 10 July 2009

Who was that masked man?

As we go about our day, as we sleep peacefully in our warm beds, a battle is raging. A battle between the forces of darkness and the forces of light, between those who seek chaos and those who cherish and defend order. Many brave and good men have taken on this eternal struggle, but there is only one who has never bent, never hesitated to do what needs to be done. He is a rough, violent man who risks his own soul so that the rest of us may safely live out our lives in ignorant bliss. He seeks no credit. There are no medals, nor parades for men such as he. He fights for us and then, weary and bloodied, he returns to a life of simple anonymity, working in Britain's NHS. Who is this soldier? His name does not matter. But you can be sure of one thing, he wouldn't mind a bloody pay rise once in awhile. And if someone bought him a new van he would probably use it to catch evil people.

Apologies to Chuck Lorre.


  1. I feel your pain. Really I do.

    Just don't do the "underpants over trousers" thing ok?

  2. Let me get this straight, you're saying if we have a whip round and buy you a new van, you're going to round all the politicians up?
    I'm in, please find attached my cheque for three shillings and sixpence!