Sir, In readiness for the feast of St Stephen, I do restock the wine cellar. Maid Elsie do assist. In the course of our work, we do both sample a little wine, brandy and port. Reclining with ease, Elsie declares it "most fine", and I do very much agree
Sir, much commotion from the servants quarters. I race up there with poker in hand, expecting to find an intruder. Instead, I discover only maid Ethel, who explains that she is administering first-aid upon the postman, collapsed from overwork delivering