He he he, that James is a one and no mistake.
Where is James? Mayhap he plans a cunning rearguard action against the marauding Huns...perchance young Lester accompanies him although I fear Cutlass lacked the necessary stamina, men are not what they once were.
Dear Gibbon wheels high overhead with Nigel, let us hope Pegasus has the strength to stay aloft whilst we massacre the Huns. I knew we should have killed the Queen. What say we remove our corsets and fashion a giant net type thing? I don't know quite how we might use it, but twould not only release us from our stays, but would offer a chance of a little light macrame.