Who me?

OK Giddy Kips
Sorry have developed a weird habit for either shortening or lengthening names.
Not sure how this will translate in the written word....
but maybe more successfully than my recent habit of shortening the written word so much that I have written nothing at all.

So.... Giddington Kippingtons
I really have surpassed myself this time and taken so long to write an entry I actually not only couldn't remember how to log-in, I couldn't even find a bookmark on my own PC to my own Blog.
I had to Google Giddy Kippers and was not prepared for how much fun I had looking at my fellow GKs listings:
In my HO (Humble Opinion for those not Down With It or DWI) - the least appropriate use for Giddy Kippers is for a Kids Playzone.... ?!!
Maybe they mean a different interpretation of Giddy?
Maybe they are referring to the twelve gin and tonics that I want to consume every time I've been to a "Fun Fun Fun Play Place".
(My fave Google Giddy Kipper listing is for a 6 piece cover band based in Queensbury, Bradford.)

Anyway, speaking of names that may or may not belong to us - the other day I received some junk mail in the name of Vera Plamkbottom.
Oh how I giggled.
I even showed it to Reg so impressed was I with the rubbishness of the choice of names and the bad-spelling.

But I am now a little bit tired of VP.
(and you just know if she does exists she has a VPL)

Every day I get a new piece of shite junk mail addressed to Vera Plamkbottom.
Today it was from SunLife Direct explaining how I can "Relax in the knowledge you're helping loved ones"
"Applying is simple and easy" and "peace of mind is important - especially as we get older"
Thanks for that.

But I think for "peace of mind" I need to face the harsh truth that Vera may not be so much an Older Giddy Kipper looking out for her offspring but some twat using my identity?
Is that a bit Paranoid Pauline?
Or should I kick Vera's Plamk Bottom?
And how?

Answers on a postcard correctly addressed please.

One last thing - apart from Vera, things are going Pretty Good interspersed with "What on Earth? Women can have it all?!.... "
//hysterical laughter//
(sorry, about my inappropriate use of //. My standards are slipping. I blame Vera)

I am currently staying afloat with a piece of wisdom I learnt many years ago but I often find invaluable. It came from the husband of my good friend, Pearl (who currently works in a fish factory.)
It's simple and it works and it goes like this:
whenever you can remotely apply it - you have to say:
I'M HAVING A GOOD TIME RIGHT NOW
(you don't have to actually say it out loud cos you may be on your own, walking down the street or snogging or buying shoes or eating cake)
Just think it, log it and store it.
(don't feel the need to blog about it as that would be taking it a bit too far....)

Right am off to wrap up Reggington's birthday present as he turns 40 in two hours!!
And we get to go to the seaside and eat cake at the same time

Good night
Vaneshkapushk Lawtoningtonshire