Members will be glad to know that lordalex has recovered from his exertions of last week and is safely upstairs with Uncle Joe. The stitches are dissolving slowly and you would hardly know that anything had happened to him.
The Committee has had a request from the Home for the Bewildered , which as you know is next door, asking that we confine ourselves.
This request has been declined. (Although Members are reminded that we do have an oubliette available with hot and cold running walls, should anyone wish to take advantage of it. See Matron for the rental rates...very reasonable.)
So far for tonight's raffle, we have:
Half a tube of polo mints
A bottle of fruity sauce
and
A baseball cap (Burberry)
I am agog to see this week's speciality tailcock, which no doubt will arrive very soon along with the usual array of nibbles and canapes.
Out to the forget-me not, the sanitary oubliette,
I removed my aiguillettes and epaulettes,
Pulled out the personal bayonet
And made some cider vinaigrette
to be sold to those who live in Somerset.....
Lie-in King, dont offer to live in. Why do you suppose the last butler left? We try to draw a veil over the incident, though now I come to think of it "the incident" involved veils
It's nice to have some 'muscle' around.
I think we're relatively peaceful at the moment.
Perhaps you could hone your skills on an epic diss-ing the Bewildered lot next door ? They are a load of pains in the *&%$