Winter is truly here, and my constitution being an artistic and sensitive one, I feel the cold most bitterly in my lungs. I apologise for the parcity of fresh intellectual content; rest assured that my readers have been foremost in my thoughts and I fully intend to reward your patience as best I can. In the meantime, if you’re feeling the chill as I am, or if you simply enjoy the well-macassarred music of the Three Swell Chaps, perhaps one of these new Tour Tea Shirts might interest you? Or perhaps you could shock respectable society with a bag for your Symbolist literature?
Lettres
Wherein the Author reflects upon certain topical & personal issues of the Day.
There’s no blood on my handkerchief, just three swell autographs…
Penned upon the 7th of June, 2007
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