Nicole Ritchie likes me [I think]
I wrote a while ago about wanting to be a celebrity.
I may have implied that all celebrities were big boobed and brainless.
I’m wrong. I always admit to being wrong [well, sometimes].
I have a new fan and she wrote to me.
Nicole Ritchie no less!!
Now, I have to confess that being an old fart, I had to look her up [on Google, before you start making any wise cracks].
I’m pretty sure it was her, as the address was right, and the type-face she used was the same as that on her website [and a handwriting expert will tell you that that’s pretty conclusive].
So I am mixing with the rich and famous.
And I’m keeping her e-mail address to myself!
So here is a message for Nicole…
Dear Nicole,
Thank you for dropping by and leaving such a nice comment. [I hope you weren’t being sarcastic by the way, or you’ll burst my dreams]
I’m sorry if you were offended by my comments on celebrities.
By the way, do you spell your name ‘Ritchie’ or ‘Richie’. There seems to be some confusion. Sorry if I spelt it incorrectly.
If you are ever in Ireland, please drop by and we’ll put on the kettle. Then I can tell you how sorry I am in person. I’m sure Herself would like to meet you too. And you’d love our Sandy. [Are you into cuddly big dogs?]
In the meantime you can look at my blog any time you like.
Very affectionately,
Grandad