The servant left me out this morning and I wandered downs to Scabs and found Arthur in the middle of the road. We had a chat for a while about the old times and hope to catch up sometime soon!
His old servants need to send me some more pics as I have distant but fond memories of old Arthur – even tho he doesn’t look that old in this photo. He reminds me of my servant – a handsome ginger minge with a good sense of humor and flatulent problems.
Oh well, gotta go now as me and Arthur got kicked out of the Stanford Arms cause we had no shoes on! What a flaming liberty!!!!