photo by Fernando Tucedo |
Surprise but welcome visit from the Major this week. He popped in to fill me in on his latest adventures. He appears to have retired from Commando duties and a series of dubious night-time outings with various members of Royalty and the Brat Pack, but at ninety years of age is still going strong and being thrown out of Annabel's in the wee small hours - good on you major. Managed to wangle an invitation to lunch at Claridge's with him under the pretences of a request for help with my historical research (it's a tough job, as they say, but someone has to do it)
Meanwhile over at the East Indies, the staff are revolting: the chef in the Officer's Mess is refusing them their normal rations and I anticipate a mutiny on the scale of the one in 1857 - our Sepoys are not ones to take events lying down. Maybe they could help me sort out my volunteer problem and form an Army of Retribution.........
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