The Last Post
The outer limits of this web site
Yes; you've reached the electronic equivalent of the Gobi Desert. If you've got this far, you must have missed something along the way by looking for too many dragons. So, if you'd like to, use the SEARCH ENGINE below to see if you can find the thing you've REALLY been looking for.
You're far too late to join the noble few on THE ROLL OF DISHONOUR below but, if you wish you have the opportunity to LEAVE A THOUGHT of your own in the page I have for the purpose. Click HERE to reach it.
Roll of Dishonour
Erica Jones (she knows who she is) was the first brave or foolish enough to admit to visiting this page. Bon courage, Erica!
Number two was David Llewellyn David went to France and ran writers' courses there. He says: 'Having got this far, how could I not send an e-mail? Hello Raymond. Brilliant site. I feel quite nostalgic leafing (or should that be browsing?) through your pages in the depths of the Dordogne. Best Wishes. David.'
Chris Williams said 'I couldn't open the scroll.' Was he winding me up?
Then there was Jack from somewhere called East Cheam who said '... clearly your bonce is wired up differently to mine. That said I am impressed (no I'm not taking the p**s) with you erudition and involvement in literary work...' Sadly, to reproduce the rest would result in litigation or civil war.
The final entry to THE LAST POST before I closed it was from Wendy Nottingham Wendy was eager to dishonour herself with 'Dear Ray, I have got this far in your website and want to be on your roll of dishonour. Like Chris, I tried to open the scroll. I'm looking for news of a competition but can't find it anywhere so am going to visit the Cambrensis site instead. Or perhaps I shall go and have something to eat. Bye for now, Wendy.'