To the Postmaster General. Sir, I may have rushed to judgement for only yesterday our postman was found in a state of complete exhaustion ! The fellow had collapsed in his haste to deliver a telegram. He was fortunate in that a maid was able to administe
Sirs et Madames, We welcome all new guests to our club - over 800 of you in this past day. It has become a trifle crowded with newcomers at present, so I have opened the Dashwood room. It is a little dusty, but is most cavernous. My staff are already in
Sir, After a rendition of Mozart I conclude that the harpsichord is much in need of a tuner. I have glanced at the leaflet that came from the manufacturer but the proceedure seems very technical.
Sir, As we approach the Yuletide once more it seems that one can hardly avoid the cook books that fill the booksellers shelves. I have availed myself of one such volume entitled 'The Hairy Diners Cook Book' There is much to be learned in the culinary a
Sir, I do take a glass of port to my library and do study for many hours. Kepler's Somnium, Bacon's New Atlantis and even Swift's Gulliver's Travels do reveal a future world unknown to us. Upon taking a third glass of port, I do imagine another world
Sir, Today I discover the identity of the sender & perpetrator of the "arse" greeting card that I received not three days past. It is none other than that blaggard greengrocer, oft loitering around my backdoor, causing disturbance among my staff. I
Dear Hubby, our acrobatic practices have had a humorous side effect - the ladies of my club have sought to imitate them! See here my bosom friend Louise, who’s between a dog and a swinging place!
