When the tinfoil hat is just not enough

Sometimes we need more than tinfoil hats, we need a theme song for when weirdness warps in an wraps us into knots. Sending a shout-out to Fr. Jake, Jim Naughton, Episcopal Majority, and Inch at a Time. This one's for you. Where is LB when you need him?

That's what he told Sebastian

"Oh yes. Don't you remember last term when I took Aloysius and left him behind I didn't know where? I prayed like mad to St. Anthony of Padua that morning, and immediately after lunch there was Mr. Nichols at Canterbury Gate with Aloysius in his arms, saying I'd left him in his cab."

So he went to San Francisco instead

I have a good mind not to take Aloysius to Venice. I don't want him to meet a lot of horrid Italian bears and pick up bad habits.

You've heard of him, now you hear from him!

Of course, His Lordship doesn't actually type, he dictates (in more ways then one). He waxes lyrical, especially after a few gin & tonics or a little libation from the afternoon sherry tray on his excursions behind enemy lines during the height of the Brussell Sprouts Wars. Stay tuned for his Lordship's dictation, once Wilcox has responded to the sherry bell.

Signed,
Lady Cordelia