But, then again . . . . .

By TrikinDave

Badock's Wood.

After the long drive down to Bristle yesterday we took Merlin down to the woods for a walk. While the lad gave every impression of going off with this young lady and her father, we didn't manage to lose him though it's always worth a try.
After lunch, we paid a visit on The Old Lady and introduced her to the lad who ingratiated himself to all the staff at the Lodge in a most nauseating fashion. We ended up telling anyone who'd listen that we were just looking after him while Her Maj was indisposed and, "No, there wasn't a peerage in it for us."

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