Wizzo School Hols Adventure!
 

I say, chums, its the hols, don't you know! Hurrah!

Let's go to the sea-side for our holiday!

We've got sandwiches and lemonade, and a warm coat each, so hop on your bicycles and let's go. We can get ice-cream along the way, too. It'll be champion. Tell Mummy and Daddy we shall be back in a week.

Who's coming?

Will there be dope?

Of course.

Timmy is bringing his model aeroplanes, and he will need his dope to glue them back together if they crash.

What, is there some other kind?

I'm not sure what it is, but I'll be there.

Do I need my own sandwich, lemonade, bicycle, warm coat, and ice cream money? You weren't clear whether there were enough of those items to provide for everyone.

Never go with a hippie to a second location.

;)

I'll bring stuff for s'mores.

Will there be lashings of ginger beer?
I'll bring Titty and Fanny, if that's alright with you.
Can't say "okay", Matron fines us for using slang!

I'd love to bring Diz, but a dog is better suited to these jolly romps.
Mater will look after him in the mean time.
Perhaps someone else will bring one - it wouldn't be such a wizard time without a dog chasing a ball along the sand.

Talking of balls, make sure your friend Sheldon comes.
We all have a rather gay time when he's about.
Top hole!

Sounds like one may need a passport from The Empire before they attend.

Lashings of Ginger beer and Uncle Quentin's finest LSD! Hurrah!

Oh I do hope Timmy will be there. He's such a licky dog!



@ Sundae. But you can't bring Titty. Don't you remember? She was unfairly accused of cheating and only escaped being expelled when she inadvisably climbed a mountain and went down with brain fever. Matron woulld never let her out for a romp like this.

Splendid! That's the spirit.

I haven't seen Fanny in ever so long, do bring her, Sundae.

To where shall we go? I have an Uncle in Boxtonfarnsworthwich-on-sea, we could stay with him for a while, but it is a terribly long ride. It takes such a long time to read the road-signs along the way.

This reminds me of the "I'm Sorry, I Haven't a Clue" episode when they were at at theatre near Eton, and one of the rounds had to do with translating incomprehensible babble that was allegedly Etonian slang.

Oh I do so like to listen to I'm Sorry I haven't a Clue! It's tophole it really is!

Zen, as Dani sez, Titty is in the San, but Fanny has a healthy, rosy glow about her! And don't worry, some of Nanny's buns will soon sort the rest of us out.

Just none of you sneak on us to the others.
That's a dashed rotten trick, and we'd have to send you to Coventry.

I just know we're going to have a jolly time, which will end up with us all tired, but happy.
I hope fishing is involved! Cook got her hands on a lovely pair of pollocks the other night - gosh, I hope they didn't come from a poacher! She's a good old sort, but of course I would need to visit the local police house if I suspected her. Servants are generally sound, but you have to keep your guard up.

The trick with servants is to treat them with respect; just as if they were a proper person.

Haggis!! Dana!!! OMG!


I say, Miss Dana, are you sure?
Grand-Papa always taught us, be strict but fair, and always be consistent. Keep your distance, too, it helps them Know Their Place. They like it that way. One must keep up Proper Discipline.

Sundae, I am worried about bringing Fanny. I was going to invite Dick along, but I think they had a falling out. I'm not sure how it happened; they used to have such a lovely intercourse, but one day he was being terribly tiresome and she grew somewhat heated. I think he withdrew then and hasn't shown much interest since. I've encouraged him to keep his end up, but no luck. Its jolly rotten, but we shall have to make do.

I suppose that's better than bottomhole.