Hello dear friends,
My dear friend Lady Betsy Hamilton-Fish has disappeared off the face of this fine planet and I am most worried about her. We have a lot in common. We both live in large culture-less land masses that begin with the letter A. We are both ladies of breeding. And we both know how to make a proper cup of tea. Well Lady Betsy is still struggling to find a kettle that doesn't take 3 months to boil but what can you expect when you come from a place that wouldn't recognise a tea leaf if it jumped off a little bush and said 'hello, I'm a tea leaf!' I mean they all drink coffee so need I say more!
Anyway Lady Betsy knew of my most recent articles and would normally be jumping at the opportunity for a little light relief from the drudgery of her daily existence trying to fit in with the locals. But despite my promptings all I have received from her is something saying dddd? What could this possibly mean?
Is someone holding her to ransom for her nineteenth century tea set? Has she succumbed to drinking coffee and has lost the ability to speak properly? I am concerned that the stress of living in a place where you cannot buy a decent bottle of sherry, may have caused her to become fixated on the letter d?
Yours most dreadfully worried,
Lady O.
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Hello Dear Lady,
ReplyDeleteAs you see I am now able to respond to your fasincating commentary. I certainly hope you continue these most edifying observations on life. The bulter looks as if he many be putting a bit of something extra into his tea! I'm concerned he may be getting a bit tipsy from his tea, if you get my drift. Keep an eye on your staff, my dear!
Yours,
Lady B
Yes Lady O, your powers of observation continue to amaze me. You are absolutely right. I must keep a close eye on him.
ReplyDeleteYours most lovingly,
Lady O.