The Piping Castastophy (Day 11 of 12)

Day Eleven.  I’m supposed to get pipers.  You can’t get pipers for love nor money.  In Scotland, maybe, but we’re in rural Northamptonshire, as I pointed out in the last episode.  Out in the country, we have aristocracy but no bagpipers.  From a swift survey, men without underwear are also rare (plenty who’ll happily appearContinue reading “The Piping Castastophy (Day 11 of 12)”

Where to Get Lords and Ladies at Short Notice (Day 9 of 12)

Got home in the early hours last night, having packed the troop of milkmaids off on the train back to Soho, to discover I’d left the phone off the hook. Putting it to my ear, the bank from the day before (See episode six) is still promising to answer my call in strict rotation. I amContinue reading “Where to Get Lords and Ladies at Short Notice (Day 9 of 12)”