In which my keenness is impugned
With the exception of one rather glaring error, the greatest gonzo blogger of our time tells the sordid but true story of two starry-eyed bloggers, the Golfer’s Girlfriend Whose Name None Dare Speak, and jackbooted horror in disguise. Let the record show that I was keen (oh, so keen), but every other word (in whatever sense you wish to take that phrase) is true.
As keen as a spleen?
As keen as a bean?
As keen as commander keen and his mum’s vacuum cleaner?
As keen as the queen?….(of france)
Keen.