Sir F. Chook, Inventor of Leopard Oil

Likeness captured upon a daguerrotype machine in Japan, July 1891


Wherein the Author reflects upon certain topical & personal issues of the Day.

The archive for December, 2006

The following lettres were posted during this month:

Complements of the Season, or, Hey Ladiez!

Posted upon the 30th of December, 2006

As anyone who knows me will tell you, when summer is icumen in, I’m always out looking for a Provincial’s Companion. This summer, I’ve been treating myself with dear Lord Breaulove Swells Whimsy‘s Affected Provincial’s Companion, Volume One. A keen lifelong naturalist as well as a clotheshorse par excellence, Whimsy shares my love for our […]

Jolly Sensations!

Posted upon the 25th of December, 2006

I do hope you have enjoyed my gift of cartoons. Have a sublimely pleasant Solstice; I hope it brings some peace, closeness and conviviality to all FrillyShirt readers. Fellow Australian Colonials, every day brings us closer to more clement weather, and perhaps even – dare I say it – the rainy season!

Sensational Jollies #5

Posted upon the 24th of December, 2006

“Heavens! Someone call for a doctor, right away!” “You killed him, Lucas! You killed him! You wouldn’t stop talking about that book you’ve been reading and now he’s dead!”

Sensational Jollies #4

Posted upon the 23rd of December, 2006

Scene: Sir Germanius Touchridge sucks the remains of his lunch of Steamed Punks and Chips out of his moustache while his engineer prepares him for the Fourteenth Continental Powered Man-Suit Closed-Hand Boxing Finals.

Sensational Jollies #3

Posted upon the 22nd of December, 2006

Sensational Jollies #2

Posted upon the 21st of December, 2006

“A toast to Mr Oscar Wilde, who one year ago parished in Peris…” “…pirrissed in Perash…” “…pissed in his porridge…” “…died in France!”

Sensational Jollies #1

Posted upon the 20th of December, 2006

“Trouble sleeping? No, I’m always out the moment my head hits the pillow.” “Although, that could be because my pillow is made of cast iron.” “Yes, I would be interested in a free sample of McGilliam’s Concussion Pills.”

A New Tailor, or, Do Not Feed The Peacock

Posted upon the 18th of December, 2006

This week saw your subtly violet-clad editor undertake that most thrilling of adventures, the visit to a brand-new tailor. Adriano Carbone of Elizabeth St, Colonial Capital MELBOURNE, was consulted, and found to be as charming and knowledgable an aesthetismith as you could hope to meet. Adriano and Maria were happy to take their time to […]