Dearest,
I fear that another day has passed without anything of any real import to confer, the sun rose, birds sang, sheep went about their usual sheeply business, all in all the glorious norm was upheld.
The only slight kerfuffle was that a gentleman and ladies club I host had to be closed for most of the day due to infrastructure problems. I along with the maitre d’ have been hard at work behind the scenes to get thing shipshape again… Although one or two rooms will have to remain closed until tomorrow, as I am now somewhat weary and would be abed rather than continuing to work into the night.
And on that note I think I shall away and do the same.
Hope your day has brought you many things of great pleasure and beauty.
Yours in trust,
Bartleboom, Phd.