The Innocent
And I also found out I popped my clogs in 1995.
Who is the innocent I hear you ask? Well, it is I, Kenny Grice, m'lud.
People have been messaging me constantly and saying "just who are you Kenny Grice?"Sadly I have to tell them that I don't really exist because I am a figment of the author's warped brain. So I, Kenny Grice, only exist in one place and believe me you don't want to go there because it is rancid and full of nothing other than bile and hatred.
Her "official" biography is split into two halves. The first half concentrates on Peter's life up to 1988 when she lies about meeting him then. We now know thanks to this very blog that was a blatant lie. In the first half of the book she pretty much sticks to the script and tells of Peter's life from 1927 (she says 1928) onwards until she arrived to make his life hell. Don't forget he used to refer to her as "that bloody woman". Part 1 is well done apart from her incessant failure trying to prove Peter wasn't gay and was a 100% heterosexual. I will deal with this farce in my next instalment and the reason why she desperately needed Peter not to be gay. She also can see no wrong in him. There is zero criticism of Peter. The man is a god in her eyes.
I wonder how many lies will I, Kenny Grice, uncover over the next few weeks? Will it be into three figures? I really don't know. The second half of the book details the "relationship" she had with Mr Wyngarde from "March 1988" to his death in January 2018. It reads like a shitty f*cking Barbara Cartland novel crossed with Stephen King's 'Misery'. Don't waste your readies on it because I will be reporting a lot of the bollocks she has pedalled as truth on this blog for all your jaws to hit the floor in unison.
Anyway back to me Kenny Grice. Grice pops up half a dozen times as this shady character from Norwich who encounters Peter when he is conducting this bizarre experiment into seeing how the hoi polloi live. He meets Grice and his family. It is not long before Kenny is around at Peter's asking for money for this and that. The author spins some bullshit that she never liked him from the start. The feeling was mutual there love. The proverbial bad penny Grice turns up many more times and gets Peter to part with thousands to feed Grice's drug habit and for the bad penny to buy a car. We are told Grice doesn't even have a driving licence. She is convinced a car dealer wants to see your licence before you buy a vehicle! They only need to see it if you take it for a test drive!
We are told that Kenny can do no right. He has been inside for two spells and one of those was at HMP Wayland in Norfolk. More of that later.
It has been a while since the author had heard from Grice until they are reading an unnamed newspaper which relays what Kenny has been up to. Some unnamed woman has died at his flat in Norwich and the death is suspicious. We are later told that Kenny is summoned to give evidence at Norwich Coroner's Court re the death of this unknown person.
Fast forward to when Peter was in the hospital on his last legs. Who should show up? That is right. Sooty and Sweep. Only kidding it was I, Kenny Grice, come to get more money out of my favourite ATM Mr Wyngarde. According to the author she gives me short shrift and gets me to leave the hospital immediately! So I retreat with my tail between my legs and am never seen again.
Now, I searched for myself online and could find absolutely no sign of Kenny Grice. This is despite I supposedly served two spells in prison, an unnamed woman died in suspicious circumstances in my flat and I had to give evidence at Norwich Coroner's Court. And none of that was ever reported online? She says they read about Grice in unnamed newspaper. So they don't put their stories online?
When the author found out I was questioning my own existence she retorted that her butcher had never been named online. Well dear I don't suppose he had been to court unless he had put strychnine in his sausages. In other words she was caught lying and had no sensible or believable answer.
So, the $64,000 question is why invent Kenny Grice? Obvious. The author can then be seen to ride in on her white steed to save Peter from a right nasty bastard. No one can question it because Peter is dead and Grice doesn't exist.
So, Grice is a phony and is yet another load of bullshit cooked up in her warped mind. Where did she get the name Kenny Grice?
I was clueless until a confederate of mine alerted me to an item up for sale at an auction last month of Peter's possessions at an auction house in Bristol. He led me to a letter that Peter had written to a prisoner in HMP Wayland. It was really lovely letter to a prisoner called Leonard Price or Lenny Price. QED Kenny Grice. Bingo! The author had been rumbled and Grice was proven to one huge lie!
This excerpt from a letter is a cracker from the Loony Tunes web site where she berates anyone that won't tow the line according to her gospel. Behaving just like her Nazi heroes of the 3rd Reich.
This is supposedly a part of a letter than Peter wrote to the totally fictitious Kenny Grice. This could be to any f*cker. Why aren't we allowed to see the whole letter? Oh, that would prove Peter wasn't writing to the made up Kenny Grice. I reckon it was part of a letter sent to that bald pr*ck he employed as an agent.
Someone has suggested that I emulate BBC Radio 4's Thought for Today and do a Lie for Today. Good idea I said.
Lie for Today:
When challenged on how she could quote verbatim of all Peter's correspondence he sent to other people the author replied he was so methodical he always kept copies of them. I presume he wrote them all twice, used carbon paper or had a photocopier in his tiny London flat.
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