My sincere apologies. It seems that all the people who have read the auditor's report have got it wrong and the facts will be released a month after this terrible mistake. Apparently the facts have been hiding in the knicker drawer of Mrs Jones, no15 Spillman Street.
The Journal was on hand to capture the moment (goodness knows what that reporter was doing there at that time of night) and interview Mrs. Jones (photo) who said "I was going for the fluffy thong see for Mr. Jones oh he does love it, and there beneath the rampant rabbit was the facts. No mistaking it, they were the facts, by there. So I grabbed them and ran down the road to county hall, I have a back door entry there see. So I handed them in and they were relieved. Well one of them was, couldn't manage two not after Mr Jones see. Like a bull he is."
So there we are. We can all sleep soundly (or whatever you do) in our beds and all is well with the weird world of Carmarthenshire. As for that Welsh Auditor Bloke, well he won't work again for sure.
Nos Da Cariads.
Mrs. Jones (who wished to remain anonymous)
The Journal was on hand to capture the moment (goodness knows what that reporter was doing there at that time of night) and interview Mrs. Jones (photo) who said "I was going for the fluffy thong see for Mr. Jones oh he does love it, and there beneath the rampant rabbit was the facts. No mistaking it, they were the facts, by there. So I grabbed them and ran down the road to county hall, I have a back door entry there see. So I handed them in and they were relieved. Well one of them was, couldn't manage two not after Mr Jones see. Like a bull he is."
So there we are. We can all sleep soundly (or whatever you do) in our beds and all is well with the weird world of Carmarthenshire. As for that Welsh Auditor Bloke, well he won't work again for sure.
Nos Da Cariads.
Mrs. Jones (who wished to remain anonymous)
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