I didn’t know it was a ticketed event, but I slipped the old guy on the door ( who was that ?!) a sixpence and he let me in.
Am so busy these days managing Lemongrove Manor ( falling down around our ears) not to mentioning Lord L, who is to be found most days clutching a whisky in one hand and a 12 bore in the other ( that’s a gun btw not the chairman if the parish council ) that I have little time for anything else.
Soooooo, how’s AB12 going? Got much work? The tearoom has been a roaring success, I hear they come for miles to see Thor’s macaroons. Where’s that old seadog, the Admiral? Is he still around? A pint of your finest poteen please, and I’ll buy a few of those furry hats ( llama?) for sale on the bar, three for a pound did you say? Daylight robbery! I’ll give you three shillings.