Olga is on her way now. We parted good friends ……… in the end.


I gave her a bath, with my eyes closed, and then a massage, with my hands closed, and tucked her up in her travelling bag.

I’ll miss the way her eyes followed me around the room and her continual humming of “Titty Titty Bang Bang” …………..



Gertrude was very upset until I distracted him with an Easter egg [very cheap from the local supermarket – way past it’s ‘sell buy’ date].

All in all, a very satisfying visit …..

……… back to normal now.

Tomorrow - ‘Why putting a marrow down your trousers isn’t always a good idea’.

I have discovered where Olga has been for the past couple of days …….. and I don’t approve!!!




I didn’t bother looking in the spare room because I thought it was locked. Evidently Gertrude has skills with a bent hairpin …….. *shakes head in despair*

I was given to understand that Olga was a ‘nice’ bra that kept herself to herself, but apparently …………..
I hope that nothing ‘happened’ …….. they’ve told me that they were only talking [for 48 hours!!!!].

I wonder if it’s possible that a little brallaming is on the way which is a tad alarming – her new host will have to keep an eye on the situation.

Anyway, I have no choice now: Olga must go, which is a huge disappointment as she is a reasonable worker and very cheap [a point she has proved beyond doubt now].

Obviously I will have some very serious things to say to Gertrude . I will leave the responsibility of dealing with Olga to the Blog Mistress .
A very sad end to what should have been a very pleasant visit …….. oh well.

I thought her stay might end with a bang.

Good luck Claire – I hope that Olga has learnt her lesson and behaves herself with you. I shall monitor her progress very carefully …….. after I’ve had a snooze obviously – tee hee.

BYE BYE OLGA!! - *waves and then collapses*

Dear Blog Mistress,

Still no sign of Olga – I’ve even checked the shredder in case there had been a nasty accident.

I’m getting a tad concerned and have pulled out all the stops.



This has been placed on road signs throughout the United Kingdom and I’ve even arranged for this [following the fantastic idea of the blog mistress and young 70's - sheeesh] ……….



……… and we don’t even have milk cartons down Souff …….. impressed huh!?!

I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about (I’m terrified – I’ve even got the police dragging the marina – shush!).

She’ll probably turn-up in the most unexpected place …….. she’ll be fine ……. don’t worry, DP’s on the case!!!!!!

Yours (ready to go into hiding)

Daddy Papersurfer

Dear Blog Mistress,

I seem to have a bit of a problem ……….. mmmmmmmm…………. I was just wondering ………….. I don’t quite know how to say this ……… well, without beating about the bush, so to speak ……. errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ………. ummmmmm ……….. crumbs

OLGA IS MISSING!!!!!!!!

I woke up this morning, raring to go and Olga was nowhere to be found. I looked in her usual hiding places: under the sofa, in the drinks cabinet, hanging out with Gertrude [who also seems to have gone walkabout – but he often does] and in the shower [naturally I closed my eyes before I went in]. No sign, no note, no nothing.



She can’t have gone far; her passport is still here as is her sleeping bag. I’ll get onto the emergency services straight away of course …….. there’s probably nothing to worry about ……… gone for a long walk and been distracted by a butterfly or something ……….. she’ll be fine …….. I’m not really concerned ……. safe as houses ………… the main road is really quite a long way away ………. that ‘odd’ looking bloke that was hanging around yesterday is, apparently, a man of the cloth ………. no problem …….

Anyway I’ll keep you informed as soon as I know something.

Yours regretfully

Daddy Papersurfer

(She was really moaning about work yesterday – I fear that she might have ……oh no ………. I'd better check the shredder!!!!)

Olga is proving to be an excellent addition to the workforce. I was having some difficulty with my nuts but with her help [my goodness she’s strong] I had them loose in no time.



As you can see, the TG’s new kitchen is coming on a treat.

I was so pleased with Olga’s efforts that I allowed her to have a ten minute break so she could catch some rays and have a nice cup of tea and a sausage roll.





I even broke my rule of not socialising with the staff.



I think Olga has come to terms with her position now and I look forward to her help and support for many weeks to come [she’s saving me a fortune – tee hee].



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There seems to have been a slight breakdown in communications with Olga. She thought she was going to see the sights and I thought she was going to help on the building site. Still, she seems to have resigned herself to the situation and has abandoned her ‘amorous’ fantasies ……….



I’ve been trying to assess her skills so started her off as a rubble carrier, which I must say she excelled in ……. I suppose she’s used to carrying heavy weights, although hopefully not so dusty.



I quickly promoted her to tool holder – a position she was obviously born to – at which point I decided to give her the rest of the day off.

Tomorrow, we’ll see how she copes with the true skills of the artisan.