Wednesday 27 February 2008

From the hidden Taffia archives

This is a transcript of a hitherto secret conversation* between Doc Martyn Lloyd-Jones, the 20th century's biggest Taffia don and Dai Corleone.
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DC: So, why d'ya wanna meet me, Doc?
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ML-J: Well, it's like this Dia, I'm not gonna go on for ever, y'know and I need to make sure that the firm is gonna be in safe hands when I retire.
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DC: But how is Welsh evangelicalism gonna manage when that happens?
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ML-J: Don't worry, I've gotta plan.
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DC: I thought you might, Doc.
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ML-J: Look, I want you to take over from me.
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DC: What, me run the Taffia?
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ML-J: Yeah, that's right.
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DC: But how am I gonna do that? No one has the same authority as the Doc.
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ML-J: What you gotta do is this: If ever someone crosses you in a Fraternal or something, just tell them, "The Doctor said....". No one will dare question your point. They won't even think about it.
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DC: You reckon that will work? What happens if I can't think of something you said that fits the occasion?
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ML-J: Make it up. They won't know any better.
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DC: Oh, I see. If you're sure, Doc.
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ML-J: I'm always sure.
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* Iain H. Murray, Lloyd-Jones' authorised biographer has seen this transcript. He says that it's fake. He would say that wouldn't he?

Tuesday 26 February 2008

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer


You may be wondering why I allowed a member of the family to speak to Trueman. But as Michael says, "Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." Every man has his price and we now know that the Englishman can be bought for a ticket to the next Led Zepplin tour. If you thought that they aren't going to tour again, well we're gonna make them an offer they can't refuse...

Monday 25 February 2008

Introducing the Taffia

You've heard of our Italian cousins, the Mafia? Well, we're the Taffia. The difference? 1) The Mafia tend to be papists and we're Calvinists and 2) We're Welsh. Got it? The point is this, dis the Welsh and we put you in our black book. So if you don't fancy sleeping with the fishes, lay off the late great Doctor Martyn Lloyd-Jones, Derek Thomas and any other Welsh evangelicals. We know where you live. Capiche, boyo?