Sir, after a long day admonishing my staff, I retire to my library with a glass of port. There is much to be learned from old documents. I spend an enjoyable hour of study. nudes
Fresh from the meeting of the Liberated Ladies' Literary Club! The subject was 'The Lady, or the Tiger?' by Frank R. Stockton. The following conclusion has been achieved through most vigorous experimentation: there's no sense in choosing, for the cor
Sir, Lady B___ complains that her room is too dark and that I must remedy this without delay. I suggest a large mirror, to better reflect the light from the windows. Upon the mirror's delivery, I enlist maid Lottie to assist in testing it's efficacy. 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!
Sirs, A noise from the staff quarters do awaken me from my sleep. It is that rogue Greengrocer again. He purports to be exhibiting his finest carrots, parsnips and other produce, but I do not trust his intentions. Be on the lookout for this suspect fello
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.
Sir, On visiting the seaside to take the air. I discover that the wily yokels here have a clever scheme. This lady do stand atop the rocks and calls out, just as the Sirens in the Greek myth. Passing shipping do then run aground upon said rocks, their c
