A Lady of Breeding

A Lady of Breeding
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Friday, December 11, 2009

My best quill pen

Hello again dears.  Yes it has been a while since yours truly has been in touch.  The truth is my incompetent butler managed to suck my best quill pen up the barrel of the vacuum cleaner when he was attempting to rid my Edwardian desk of dust. As you can imagine I was almost at my wits end. I said to him 'Smithers why on earth do you think I paid for your trip to London so you could bring me back a duster made of the best English goose feathers, if you are going to leave it gathering dust itself in the pantry?' But I realized my logic would be wasted on a man who spends all his weekly wage adding to his garden gnome collection, without the slightest consideration for his requirement to pay the rent.
And can you imagine my frustration to find him emptying the contents of the hoover onto my best Persian rug and scattering a pile of dust all over the morning room as he searched for the quill pen.
I told him to just forget it.  What kind of a state did he think my best quill pen was going to be in after spending its time in a Hoover bag. I simply informed him I would go to Sotherbys at the first possible opportunity and bid for another one.
They're not a dime a dozen you know so it's taken a while but I now have a new pen and I am making absolutely certain that this one will be butler proof.
Yours ever faithfully
Lady O.

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