Sir, I receive a letter from Gussy Herbert, who is currently on government work overseas. "I have grown the best moustache. It is the most fashionable style these days". He encloses a photo. I am uncertain whose whiskers are the most impressive, but I
Sir, Maid Moria hails from a small Scottish Isle where they have a most curious custom. Upon All Hallow's Eve, one do dress up in ghostly or demonic attire, and must request sweetmeats from strangers. I do heartily encourage such activities, they are mo
Sir, a sarcastic comment from the vicar upon the luxurious size of my chairs "wide enough for two" leads me to test his hypothesis, hoping to disprove. And do you know, they are wide enough for two. I drop an extra shilling onto the collection plate
Sir, I did commission a local artist to provide a classical picture, in a Greek or Roman style, to hang within my study to provide inspiration and learning. I sit and admire the picture for hours on end, although I hang a small tapestry over it when Lady
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.
My maids are in a state of some great excitement in anticipating the arrival of their "Father Christmas". I assure them that he will visit each of them in turn this night, to give them a most enjoyable gift. I will be exhausted come morningtide!
