It was a shock to us all. Bob had been chatting to folk after the Cabinet meeting at the end of January - and, as ever, sharing a laugh and a joke. It must have been devasating for family and close friends and our condolences go to them once again.
When such sad events occur one expects, in a normal Borough, for our civic leaders [sic] to rise to the occasion - something Squealing Eling's handmaiden "Madam Mayor" singularly failed to do in her solipsistic, semi-autobiographical, rambling and mealy-mouthed "tribute" at the Council's Cabinet meeting on 5th February, 2020. Most of you will know that the Mayor, Cllr Ann Jaron, is a doctor by trade and perhaps that profession can be a bit more world-weary about death than the rest of us. She even managed to get in a dig at former collegues "lol"! I sincerely hope her bedside manner is a little more upbeat than this pathetic "effort" (which is available on the SMBC website) particularly when her professional skills are needed at this time:
"Err, yes what an awful shock someone that's younger than me. I've known Bob, er I don't know him all that well, but I've known him for a long time err before I even came on the council 24 years ago - I was on various health committees and there he was providing a refreshing different view of the situation than some of my colleagues provided. Err it's a tragic loss for all of us. I'm not sure what else I can say. I'll leave it to my colleagues to add to that."
WTF???? Hope she doesn't apply for a job as a lay celebrant down Sandwell Crem (or the chemical works if the barmy comrades revive the plan to dissolve cadavers and flush them down the public sewer.)
[Whilst on the subject of Ann Jaron - at her mayoral inauguration in 2019 she made great play that this was her swansong on the bent Council and that she was also hanging up her stethoscope. Yet before the plague struck Jaron was suddenly said to be standing at the (now-cancelled) May elections again. The word of the dog-sh*t smeared streets of Sadders in that Squealing Eling (see further below) thinks he is in with a chance of having his Labour Party suspension lifted - particularly if, as strongly rumoured, the vile bully Tom Watson is restored to the frontline [sic] of Labour politics next week by "Sir" Keir Starmer. Many Labour Councillors and members speculated to The Skidder that Jaron - Eling's most avid rimmer - was going to contest and win a seat via the morons of Abbey Ward and then stand down if the crazed Milkman is let back into the fold and can fight a by-election. I have (on film) two encounters with Madam Mayor from before the cancellation of the election asking her if she is indeed a Trojan Horse for the Squealer but she declined to comment. "Greater love hath no woman than this, that a woman lay down her seat for a total scumbag."]
Returning to Cllr Lloyd, many folk have said to the Skidder what a great guy he was and lots made comments along the lines of "everyone loved Bob - he didn't have an enemy in the world." Alas, that was not strictly true.......
Regular readers will know that Squealing Eling and ex-Cllr Richard Marshall (aka The Sp*nk Brothers) supplied me with reams of info to denigrate their Labour Party colleagues via a WhatsApp feed and by other means. (See many posts passim and the legal notice below.) They sometimes referred to Bob as "The Hobbit" and were determined to shaft him. At the time Bob was (a) Chair of a large charity, Murray Hall Community Trust and (b) worked with elderly folk.
First up, Eling and Marshall shafted him at Murray Hall Trust with vile insinuations. This exchange is also interesting since Sandwell Labour attack me for putting in Freedom of Information (FOI) requests but a number have been put in at the behest of, er, Sandwell Labour Councillors and I have even, as here, been encouraged to do so by the (ex) Leader and a Cabinet member. And note that they brag of using Council staff to do their dirty work for them (any info on that welcome):
And the pathetic greasers at Murray Hall quickly grasped the situation and did as the Leader and his sidekick wanted. Bob was swiftly given the boot to protect their revenue streams. The Sp*nk Brothers were quick to, mockingly, crow about this "lollzzz":
It is particulalry galling that having f*cked him over for money and grants these appalling hypocrites turned on the crocodile tears when Bob died:
But when you are dealing with someone as vicious as Eling he, like the Smethwick Scumbag before him, want to go all the way and finish you off. Thus another attack was made on Bob in 2017 via Wednesbury's very own Maggie Dorsett.
Dorsett has been described as "a frail pensioner" by some in the events that follow and as a dementia sufferer. In the latter case she is only the second person in medial history to have seemingly "recovered" from that hideous illness after Ernest Saunders of the Guinness Trial fame. If you think she walks funny around Wednesbury it is usually because Elaine Costigan's arm is stuck up her rectum operating her mouth. She is also the "eyes and ears" of the local "Gold Commander" watching me and others leafletting etc and reporting back to High Command despite her purported frailty.
With the full knowledge that Bob worked with the elderly Dorsett made serious allegations against him (and others) of them bullying her - in connection with Costigan's "Wednesbury Celebrates" and, therefore, not a Party or Council issue. But Eling's Party swung into immediate action to hammer the alleged miscreants - who were suspended but appealed - and Milko and Marshall were anxious to keep me informed so that I could twist the knife at the appropriate time:
The following is interesting not only because the Squealer and Tricky Dicky were anxious to dish the dirt on their Party colleague but also because it shows that the pair were also contacting me (through Marshall) via phone (as well as via WhatsApp and email):
Another interesting aspect of this is the involvement of La Costigan herself. As readers know, I wouldn't p*ss on her if she was on fire but when all this was going on she was in the Oldbury Wetherspoons with a number of other Councillors. At one point, when not being observed, she rushed across to me and pushed a piece on paper into my hand with a telephone number on it. She whispered that this was the number of "the pensioner" involved in the alleged incident and that "Maggie" would be happy to tell me what had happened.
I used the number the Gold Commander gave me in preparing to write this blog and got through to, er, Maggie Dorsett. I asked her if she would like to comment on why she made serious allegations against Bob Lloyd. She answered "no comment." I asked what role Costigan played in all this and she put the phone down on me. (There is no point in contacting "Inane" Elaine herself giving her inability to tell the truth - see many blogs passim and the legal notice below.)
And so there we have it, Eling, Marshall and Dorsett all tried to bring Bob down. But he rose above all this and went on to a Cabinet position (not that that is the greatest accolade when he shared a bench with the likes of Jackie Taylor "lol".) At least Bob exhibited great charm and wit right to the end.
The Sandwell Shaggers
This blog has highlighted the libidinous activities of some of the comrades many times and I am genuinely concerned for their health during the lockdown in the absence of their regular doses of horizontal jogging. I did message one of the most notorious of this ilk yesterday but s/he has declined to respond:
Any councillors (or staff) wishing to unburden themselves on the torment of enforced monogamy please don't hesitate to call The Skidder (details, as ever, below.)
Moron of The Week
It seems that some local folk can't do a single thing for themselves and need nannying in all aspects of their lives. That many should look to bent Labour Sandwell Council with a record of 46 years of dismal failure for their survival is truly incomprehensible.
One Tividale man, very close to Labour Cllr M Y Hussain, has been particularly vociferous on social media in demanding information which is readily available on the internet on a whole host of sites. He caused spectaular offence with what all readers perceived to be a completely unwarranted attack on the Director of Public Health in Sadders - sarcastically asking if the Borough even had one? On one recent occasion he was complaining - not about the Council as it happens - about not being able to get information about flights to/from Pakistan.
No guesses which lamebrain immediately leapt in - ex-Cllr Dave Hosell. The legendary Hamstead lothario pointed out that many local councils hold shares in the company which owns Birmingham Airport so that THE COUNCIL should be able to help people with information about flights during the crisis. Words fail me....
There are SOME people within Sandwell Council who ARE doing a decent job in very trying circumstances and working long hours. Please don't waste their time with utter nonsense and let them get on with getting assistance to the most vulnerable - and thanks to Labour there are plenty of them in the benighted Borough.
Congratulations Hosell - you ARE this week's "Moron of The Week".
(If you want to nominate a "Moron of the Week" please contact The Skidder team!)
Where IS the Squealer?
The other day The Skidder exclusively revealed that the current Leader of bent Labour Sandwell Council, "Red" Yvonne Davies, has a second home in Herefordshire so that she can f off out of the hell-hole Borough whenever. This was history repeating itself since the Skidder team also blew the gaff on Squealing Eling's residence in bucolic Derbyshire. Whilst Milko ranted on and on about Sandwell he is able to escape for much of the time to a cottage in a pretty village called Fritchley so that he doesn't have to rub shoulders with Black Country scum. The question is - where is he now?
I have been asking locals whether he has been seen in Sandwell/Warley Woods but no-one claims to have spotted him yet? So has he buggered off to Derbyshire for "lockdown"? Info welcome as ever....
GOOD LUCK - STAY SAFE - STAY AT HOME - READ THE SKIDDER! (And thanks, as ever, to The Skidder Team.)
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