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Stuart Robertson

 

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West Wing    Detail from outside Princess Jenny’s condemned bedroom in the West Wing.

    

 

 

A slippery customer right enough! This is the impostor calling himself ‘Lord’ Robbo. His real name is Alan Robertson and he’s a bad ‘un. Born 50 years ago he’s spent the last 24 years working for Masterfoods in the UK. For the last five of these years he’s been attached to their Specialist Channel, whatever that is. So if you see him lurking anywhere in the vicinity of your beloved pets, swipe him with a rolled up newspaper. That’ll teach him!

Jennifer

Jennifer, known as Jenny to most of her friends, was born on the 20th September, 1983. Those of you with a mathematical bent will have calculated therefore that she is a ‘teenager’ (yeah, I know she's not but until she's 30 she'll behave like one). You will therefore be feeling heartfelt sympathy for Lord & Lady Robbo at this terrible hour. We shall get through it. We shall get through it. We shall...............   

Louise

    Say hello to Louise Aitken, Barbara’s daughter and Lord Robbo’s stepdaughter. There’s more details elsewhere about what Louise is/has been up to but suffice to say she’s a jolly kind and nice person to have around. Suspicions are, of course, that’s she’s just after the Robbo Clan money but we’ll give her the benefit of the doubt. Just.

 

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The official mascot of The Robbo Clan, Casper ‘Robbo Cat’ is almost 9 years old and is the most murderous feline in history. If it moves he’ll kill it. If it doesn’t move he’ll kill it. Oh yeah, he’s cute and cuddly when he wants to be but he’s a nasty piece of work. Just like the rest of the Robbos really.
Moggies and any other feline friends can e-mail the nasty little blighter below:

 


ROBBO FACT

The East Wing of Robbo Towers is said to be haunted by the ghost of Baron Robbo McRobbo of that Ilk who, in 1657, was reported to have been brutally murdered in his bedchamber by a surfeit of cholesterol. To this day his ghostly, and ghastly, moans can be heard in the dead of night pleading for “Mair chips! Mair chips! Geezus mair chips!” Truly horrible.

 


[A tribute to Stuart Robertson]

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