Horrible as it is, it's getting too hot to even think about tweed. Frankly, Lord Bassington-Bassington just wants to lie in the shade somewhere. This can only mean one thing, namely that it's time to take a break from The Chronicles. We feel quite confident that Lord Bassington-Bassington will return, true to form, come the fall.
In the meantime, here's a picture of a of a young chap called Rupert (no, not that Rupert) that Lord Bassington-Bassington met last summer, while making his way up to the Glastonbury Tor on the trail of the Holy Grail.
Thanks to the Merry Thelemites of Somerset (aka The Somersetians) for the picture.
Have a good summer!
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