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That, Sir W, might well be an unwanted bridge crossing. I will be surprised should I get there (or even to the card from HE which comes at 90). Far worse is to get there and be unaware. Hemlock. Gripe and hemlock while one can still carry out a sane and sentient decision.
As for the suit. I am keeping my uniform for that ceremony. Might need a gusset or several - either me or the barathea. What, I wonder, do the woolly pulley brigade intend to wear for the occasion? I suppose I will have to keep a shirt with a collar for the bloody tie - looks exceedingly silly when worn with a plain round job. Not that that stopped The East India Club making me wear one from their flea ridden porter's box when calling for lunch. That is another establishment I will avoid. Appallingly drunk is, rather like GD, OK. Tieless is not, sandals are not. Any suggestions that GD should adopt any such stupidity will mean an immediate cessation to Gripe production!
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David V
Lord Finchley tried to mend the electric light
Himself. It struck him dead and serve him right
It is the duty of the wealthy man
To give employment to the artisan
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