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Dear Bertie,

hope all is tickety boo with you. Bit of a carry-on here last night. We had the Bishop of Dunghampton for dinner. All went well until the blighter got amongst the madeira. He polished off three bottles. Then he started singing hunting songs and telling jokes about St Augustine. After knocking out Aunt Grace and trying to strangle Piltdowne the butler, the sewer tried to climb up the chimney with his mitre on.

He was stuck there for two hours. We had to send the groom for the Fire Brigade on grandma's penny-farthing. We could have telephoned, I suppose, but Pater said 'let the swine stop there for a bit, we've only got two bottles of Malmsey left.'

We never have much luck with the clergy. Remember the time we found the vicar asleep in the pig-sty, after Lord Thrusting's 70th birthday festivities?

Toodle-pip old horse!

Stinky

too eye brow for me mate!

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Quote: Erskin Quint

Dear Bertie,

hope all is tickety boo with you. Bit of a carry-on here last night. We had the Bishop of Dunghampton for dinner. All went well until the blighter got amongst the madeira. He polished off three bottles. Then he started singing hunting songs and telling jokes about St Augustine. After knocking out Aunt Grace and trying to strangle Piltdowne the butler, the sewer tried to climb up the chimney with his mitre on.

He was stuck there for two hours. We had to send the groom for the Fire Brigade on grandma's penny-farthing. We could have telephoned, I suppose, but Pater said 'let the swine stop there for a bit, we've only got two bottles of Malmsey left.'

We never have much luck with the clergy. Remember the time we found the vicar asleep in the pig-sty, after Lord Thrusting's 70th birthday festivities?

Toodle-pip old horse!

Stinky

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