Black Horror

Hugely so to you all and with magnificent splendour, good morning, or it would be if one was not running  to the latrine every 10 minutes with rotten tummy rubbish.

Lady Rosina and I took mummy out for lunch yesterday to the Black Lion, our local watering hole, this was the first mistake on what would turn out to be a rather horrid day.

After quaffing a couple of sherries one was told to stand outside as smoking was no longer allowed in a public house, I was ushered out of the building to stand with the Malboro light puffing prolls sporting their jeans and sportswear.

Once the meal was served I detected more than a hint of Aunt Bessie, Rosina gathered up mother and we left.

Shame on you sir!


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