I suppose you could be right, Massive. After all, his generous and progressive act in sponsoring Boucher's boy through school may gave brought him into contact with ::wince:: insect life. My reticule is rather like the tardis - its capacity is greater than outward appearances might suggest. It has to be, to hold all those hastily-discarded cravats and shirts.
The new telly is the height of vulgarity and looms over the room. Girl is glued to it. She wanted to watch Fanny Hill a moment ago, as it looked like another bonnet drama. Eeek.
Has anyone opened the Chateau
Gizzy yet?