Keeping a Stiff Upper Lip, regardless...

12 January

Posted on February 13, 2011 by Captain P. Fawcett

Good Lord, what a night! Cannot remember for the life of me where on earth we ended up. Vague hazy recollections of China Town, wind blown duck and rice wine. Woke up on a bench in St James park with a hangover from Hades.

With no sign of blessed Blinky. I made my way to the Cavendish Hotel where after a wash and brush up I applied oodles of my moustache wax, in a bid to present a stiff upper lip regardless. Ordering from the waiter cove a prairie oyster I reached in to my waistcoat pocket and found…

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