I was most privileged to be invited to rest for a weekend at the palace of Lady Bright Dafodil. The Lady marked her coming engagement at a monthly event due east of Buckingham Palace at a venue known as 'Stunners'.......prior to the evening's entertainment (known as a night of Kaos) we were entertained within her fine abode which fairly competes with some of Londinium's best addresses. The Lady Dafodil has found a gentleman who is most handy about her palace and seemingly in other ways. Their marriage will be held in the borough of Islington in August where I am to be guest of course.
The consumption of vodka from the Russian states, which I troubled to take with me in my carriage as the Lady does not partake, caused a serious memory lapse and neither I nor my accompaniment have much recollection of events. My secretary, a gentleman of new employ referred to simply as Barnes, assures the Countess that a lack of memory is a signal of heady pleasures......and I am surely with the gentleman on that!
(Barnes has come to the Hackney Palace trained to perfection. He agrees with everything I say, never questions my decisions, gives the COUNTESS credit for everything good and blames the staff on all that is bad. Furthermore he is both unnoticeable and dependable all at once.)
The Lord Double-Yew has been up to his old tricks again in the borough of Hove. He was to entertain Mother in the Italian Garden, a venue where ladies and gentleman of breeding are free to meet in the afternoons and share wines and other refreshments.
The Lord Double-Yew arrived with his brood quite penniless having ordered drinks and a feast for the bairns. Dear Mother was forced to beckon her butler from her castle some streets away to send post haste moneys from the pension fund.
I have warned mother that should this happen again the Lord Double-Owes-Yew must be banished to the scullery to serve the debt!
One is to luncheon dear readers and will resume these notes presently for there is much to tell!
The consumption of vodka from the Russian states, which I troubled to take with me in my carriage as the Lady does not partake, caused a serious memory lapse and neither I nor my accompaniment have much recollection of events. My secretary, a gentleman of new employ referred to simply as Barnes, assures the Countess that a lack of memory is a signal of heady pleasures......and I am surely with the gentleman on that!
(Barnes has come to the Hackney Palace trained to perfection. He agrees with everything I say, never questions my decisions, gives the COUNTESS credit for everything good and blames the staff on all that is bad. Furthermore he is both unnoticeable and dependable all at once.)
The Lord Double-Yew has been up to his old tricks again in the borough of Hove. He was to entertain Mother in the Italian Garden, a venue where ladies and gentleman of breeding are free to meet in the afternoons and share wines and other refreshments.
The Lord Double-Yew arrived with his brood quite penniless having ordered drinks and a feast for the bairns. Dear Mother was forced to beckon her butler from her castle some streets away to send post haste moneys from the pension fund.
I have warned mother that should this happen again the Lord Double-Owes-Yew must be banished to the scullery to serve the debt!
One is to luncheon dear readers and will resume these notes presently for there is much to tell!
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