I was woken in the tiny hours by an important call via the telephone from the Baron Rupert de la Mare. Some readers will be aware that relations between us have been strained of late due to differences in our characters that the Palace was unable to renounce.
The Baron seems on good form and I predict that relations will improve. Indeed your Countess was quite thrilled at the Baron's high spirits and conviviality despite the hour.....a mother must be grateful for small mercies, all mother's know this to be true.
My personal assistant had received notice from Sir Thomas Macdonnell yesterday that we were to attend the birthday party of a boy named George....at a secret location in London. I spoke briefly to Sir Thomas but his sexual advances on the Countess flesh (virtual of course as there were some miles, thankfully, between us) were of a stressful nature and had caused me to take to my salts. Barnes (my personal assistant) advised that Sir Thomas Macdonnell is no man of breeding or education and that, worse still, no man of means. Barnes heard rumour that the cad 'has not a pot to piss in'.
I have deleted him from the Palace contacts list along with his motley crew.....there is no room for charity in our time of deep recession.
News to lift my spirits has arrived today however.
The Lord Robert Anthony, a man of letters from the greater areas of Londinium, has sent word that I am to accompany him to the Duke of Essex Polo Trophy next month.
And so it was more than opportune that my stylist, Little Princess Nathalie of Former Glory, arrived just yesterday laden with new stock from her vintage range. The Lady Pembleton-Fraser and myself were quite like children at a fair ground as we rummaged through the Valentinos and the Chanel!
I fairly overspent but I am assured that despite my retirement (at least for the summer season) the Countess of Brighton and Hackney bloomers fly from the palace seamstresses machines to destinations all over the globe.
Now readers I must be off for mother has booked a session with the art tutor.....
God bless you all.
http://www.dukeofessexpolocup.com/the-delux-package
The Baron seems on good form and I predict that relations will improve. Indeed your Countess was quite thrilled at the Baron's high spirits and conviviality despite the hour.....a mother must be grateful for small mercies, all mother's know this to be true.
My personal assistant had received notice from Sir Thomas Macdonnell yesterday that we were to attend the birthday party of a boy named George....at a secret location in London. I spoke briefly to Sir Thomas but his sexual advances on the Countess flesh (virtual of course as there were some miles, thankfully, between us) were of a stressful nature and had caused me to take to my salts. Barnes (my personal assistant) advised that Sir Thomas Macdonnell is no man of breeding or education and that, worse still, no man of means. Barnes heard rumour that the cad 'has not a pot to piss in'.
I have deleted him from the Palace contacts list along with his motley crew.....there is no room for charity in our time of deep recession.
News to lift my spirits has arrived today however.
The Lord Robert Anthony, a man of letters from the greater areas of Londinium, has sent word that I am to accompany him to the Duke of Essex Polo Trophy next month.
And so it was more than opportune that my stylist, Little Princess Nathalie of Former Glory, arrived just yesterday laden with new stock from her vintage range. The Lady Pembleton-Fraser and myself were quite like children at a fair ground as we rummaged through the Valentinos and the Chanel!
I fairly overspent but I am assured that despite my retirement (at least for the summer season) the Countess of Brighton and Hackney bloomers fly from the palace seamstresses machines to destinations all over the globe.
Now readers I must be off for mother has booked a session with the art tutor.....
God bless you all.
http://www.dukeofessexpolocup.com/the-delux-package
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