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Please Monica - explain? DM

Gee thanks Mr Road. James just glazes over like a drooling puppy dog when you mention Mr Mockney and his fab lens! DM

Zap! It is done! Thanks you guys. DM

Perfect! I shall put it on the blog tomorrow if I can have your permission? DM

Gosh Mr Batdog! That sounds super scarey. I hate to imagine what entering the world of a clergy man could possibly involve! Please tell me the dog is still alive at the end of the book? If it ends happily, where shall I get myself a copy? DM

Darling Mr Batdog, Perhaps we could start a book group? Pray tell me, what is your book about? DM

Walks purposefully into Quiet room. Sits on Lazy boy chair and waves to chums. Pulls enormous Japanese screen around chair. Takes out mirror from enormous handbag. Positions large white "Biore" strip carefully onto nose. Takes laptop out of enormous handbag. Thinks to self - "work, work, work".

Ha, ha, ha. Well I am a retired brickie from Penge with a weight problem! DM

Observes CitizenED and thinks to self "huge trousers them, I wonder if he has a predicament."

Yes, I have seen him on the platform at West Dulwich train station on more than one occasion. DM

Dear SimonM, Apparently it is ideal summer beach reading! You are very sweet saying you would buy a copy, remind me when it is published and I will give you one (a book I mean...) I will try not to soil it with my muddy hands.

Dear Monica, Thank you so much, but you know I don't desserve that. I am just writing what we are all thinking. You know it! I am rather attractive for a retired brickie from Penge - don't you think? I smoke a pipe in real life and smell like a wrestlers jock strap! Thanks too Mumra sweetie, you are all making me blush! DM

Big super hug for Mr Keef, and thank you very much Ms TillieTrotter. It is much appreciated. DM

I know Mr Mockney, I think that this forum has given a lovely sense of friendly village community to this locality. It is inspired. I was walking about the locality recently when I heard someone shout out "Dulwichmum" - well I almost expired! Again it was Mark on his scooter, but I didn't know who he was until he took off his helmet. I was afraid he was going to make off with my expensive hand baggage! Friendships like these made here on this very forum make London and Dulwich in particular much nicer places to be. How would an old married lady like myself normally get to make friendships with super musicians, photographers, administrators, pole dancers and small dogs like you guys? You would be busy slagging off my enormous luxury vehicle, ogling my au pair and generally cricisizing my super status symbol pram. You would not take the time to get to know the warm and sensitive me inside! I am delighted when I see new people saying on the forum that they are moving here for the first time, and feel already that they have made friends in Dulwich. This really is a huge achievement. London can be very isolating for some people. So many faces, and not enough friends! DM

Dear Mark, I think that quote about the Swedish au pair "I believe the Swedes don't get married or even shave their arm pits! Not very Dulwich," is the best quote on the entire blog. I was sitting here typing away on my computer, laughing so hard, that er,.. "James" could not hear The Bill when I dreamed that one up. I swear I could just hear someone say that line. I have found people talking about the blog on The Guardian Unlimited chatroom thingy, and one of the very seriousand intelligent type people who write on it (proper writers) insisted that my blog was serious, she could tell, and she was off to have her "womb removed" rather than end up a mother like me!!! Oh dear, what if she has done it, and now finds out it was satire? Not that bright afterall was she?

Darling Mark, Any success that I have had is a lot to do with the support I have received from the forum. Up until you guys found my blog, I wasn't aware that anyone else was reading it. I was just writing it for my own perverse entertainment. You guys are the best. When I am writing up my acknowledgements I know who I should thank. Any journo's who are talking to my publisher will be told the same. DM

Hi Mumra (tu), You see Louisa, we are all nice people on here. Not bandwagonjumperoners... Feel the love...

Sprays icy Evian type spritz spray over poor Keefs lovely face. Hands him large glass of fresh orange juice with ice cubes produced from emormous hand bag.

Gosh Louisa, Lovely girl, you seem to hate everyone today! Perhaps it is that time on a Saturday afternoon to just pop the washing machine on the spin cycle and jump right on... Don't hold back sweetie, a little enjoyment could bring back the blush to your cheeks! DM

Perhaps not that long Mr Piers, I am hoping that my publisher will ask you to do the book cover. Do you have top level air brushing skills and those computer programmes that elongate legs and make arms look slim like sticks? I hear that Paris Hilton is a complete fatty puff in real life...

Dear Louisa, I can't see anyone here jumping on the band wagon here. People are discussing their experiences in a rather measured way (see Karters post above). Chill out sweetie.

Dear Jah Lush, Doesn't Linda Barker have a whingey whiney small childs voice though?

Absolutely dreadful. It is no consolation at all I know, but Scobies in the Village cleans precious clothes for several famous designers. They did a terrific job on my wedding dress, even stuffing it with bleech free paper and putting it in an enormous special box like a coffin - now stored under the au pairs bed (Please not Miss Polly D!). Is there anything further she can do now? Is Huguenot about? I believe he knows a lot about legal type stuff... HUGUENOT... WHERE ARE YOU?

Poor Mumra, how dreadful!

Ah, thanks Ko. Mr Piers took the photo you know. I just stood out on the patio, and he snapped away! DM