Sir, By post I do receive a picture card from Gussy Herbert, currently employed on government business in the Empire. "The local ladies dress as depicted herein!" he declares. I raise the idea of a trip to Egypt with Lady B___, but she reminds me of he nudes
Dear Henny, cousin Fanny has heard about your trapeze artists, and has put her amateur talents upon the swing to the test. I am verily impressed, and she insisted upon joining me returning home this weekend to show you her skills.
Sir, during a most enthusiastic debate with Lord Albermarle, on the matter of the British Protectorate, I do lose a cufflink. Only discovering the loss the following morning, I do instruct Maid Elsie to hunt for it. She does not find it, but I do find
Sir, If it pleases you to read this promotional correspondence,The lingua ligatum is a fully automatic machine that engages in a most unhygienic practice for the benefit of your wife. Made of gutta-percha & India rubber, this realistic device is extr
To the Postmaster General, Im writing to you this very morning in praise of our new telegram boy. I find him to be the most dilligent and courteous fellow imaginable and I oft see him cycling up the drive whistling a cheery tune with a smile on his face.
Sir, A communique from my friend 'Gussy' Herbert, presently embracing the cultural delights of Paris. He is saving money by sharing his Dollymop with two other clients. Gussy (reclining) appears most overwhelmed by the experience.
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!
Sir, At church on Sunday, and the priest do shriek and bellow about the fiery pits of hell awaiting all those who do sin. This sermon troubles me somewhat. I later invite the priest round for a glass of Brandy whereupon he reassures me that, in many way
