‘Tis STILL Veganuary!
‘It all began the morning after Burn’s Night when having discovered a missive from my Lord Byron – the maid servant Florence, (a foolish girl if ever there was!) took it upon herself to notify Cook of the contents…’
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NOT Another Cup o’ Kindness?
Is it too early in the day for a ‘wee dram’ of my Lord’s finest Scotch whiskey?
Asking for a friend…
Let Them Eat Cake!
Today, on this twenty second day of January in 1815 in the Year of Our Lord – MY Lord Byron is now seven and twenty…
A Stitch in Time?
Can I trust YOU to be discreet?
Dreary? How Indiscreet!
I REALLY must learn to hold my tongue!
Famous in MY Time?
The eyes AND ears of the Piccadilly household?
That's SO Tee Bylo! 