Friday 13th for those of a superstitious nature, was once the traditional day for making your way up the 13 steps to the hangman’s noose. 

It is Frigga’s day, specially named for those who don’t give a flying frigg. Like Guido who has been gently nudging Derek ‘Dolly’ Draper towards his own personal noose.  â€™Dolly’ says that Guido has been ‘dissing’ him, claiming that he has exaggerated his qualifications as a psychotherapist. He says: 

“This is about my work as a psychotherapist. Every week I see vulnerable people, some with life threatening mental illnesses and it is a disgrace to call into question my professional qualifications on the most concocted and inaccurate of grounds.”

Derek Draper? Would that be the same Derek Draper who Greg Palast memorably skewered on behalf of the Observer a few years ago?

“Derek Draper guided us through the peculiarities of British democracy. “There are 17 people who count,” Draper told us. “And to say I am intimate with every one of them is the understatement of the century.” We needed proof of Draper’s insider bona fides. Draper rose to the challenge, literally. He stood up from his chair, took a pager from his belt and, holding it up, read off one phone message after another – nearly two dozen in all – from the powerful and near-to-power. “Ed Miliband – call me; Dave Miliband – please call; Paul Hackett… that’s (John) Prescott’s office … ” There were several messages from Liz Lloyd of the Downing Street Policy Unit, Balls from the Treasury and others”. 

Surely this psychotherapist who sees ‘vulnerable people’ with ‘life threatening mental illnesses’ cannot be the same lobbyist who boasts of the ‘intimate’ relationship he has with a roll call of Labour’s star names? 

What could be more intimate than your relationship with your vulnerable clients? 

I trust Guido will get to the ‘bottom’ of this affair; I understand that Dolly has a close relationship with Lord Mandelson, who was present at a ‘blogger’s breakfast’ where this highly qualified psychotherapist flew into a tantrum on spying someone he thought was in league with Guido. Not a brilliant advert for his counseling business.
Whilst we are talking of psychotherapists, and Guido not giving a frigging fu*k, did you know that Friggatriskaidekaphobia was a morbid, irrational fear of Friday 13th? There is a highly qualified California psychotherapist who specialises in curing people of this phobia.
The things you find out when you Google “California” “psychotherapist” – as Guido discovered!

Dick Smith February 14, 2009 at 00:32

The man is a sycho anal ist – what did you expect?

Saul February 13, 2009 at 21:47

Dolly Dealers? If he can’t cut it get out of the game, before someone calls
his bluff.

Miss Piggy February 13, 2009 at 20:34

I bet Mandy would like to get to the bottom of it!

Saul February 13, 2009 at 19:41

Garraway Seed Pie and a bottle of Irn Bru for me.

The Dirty Rat
February 13, 2009 at 17:53

Do you think he could cure me of my liking for a nice wine, some good food
and a quick squint at his wife’s puppies? Not that I would want to be of
course.

Anna Raccoon
February 13, 2009 at 17:55

Just about to settle down with a good steak and a bottle of Bergerac
myself…….

Are those puppies great Danes by any chance?

The Dirty Rat
February 13, 2009 at 17:42

Oh. and he could do with a good wash and shamoo.

Anna Raccoon
February 13, 2009 at 17:47

Then he could be a ‘washing Dolly’ – my Mother used to have one of
those………

The Dirty Rat
February 13, 2009 at 17:40

Anna. All I have to say on the matter is that his wife has a nice pair of
puppies.