Wherrit ye not as to the messiness of the Order of the Lop. May I humbly whisp in the Royal Ear and make the case for appointing a Master of the Mop? Twould then be a case of Chop! Lop! Plop! Mop! Notadrop!

As I have been promised a position of authority in Your Kingdom-to-Come I would respectfully deflect any notion Your Grace may have to appointing me as Master of the Mop.

Many backward withdrawals,
Lord Neville

I think I would simply banish people to The Willows or the like
Cheers
Rod

You are most gracious, however tis Thomas Cromwell to whom I did refer. He who did fall out of favour with King Henry-the-Headlopper and met his end upon the green at the Tower on 28 July 1540 :cry

Lord de Neville

I’m loving the coat of arms and I’d like to find a connection to the area - the name has been in use here for a long time and must have been employed for a reason - especially as it’s uncommon.

As to those 50 women - I’ll take them all - have them washed and brought to my tent

I’m not arrogant enough, yes I really did type that , to presume permanent regal status.
My actual plan is simply to allow things to settle down - repel and boarders be they from other areas or government forces and once things have settled down there will be an election for who should be King or Queen.

So I present to the world the greatest possible scenario for guaranteed success
A Democratic Dictatorship

Regally Yours
Rod

May I humbly encourage Your Royal Highness to peruse the accompanying edict in order that One may heartily approve or otherwise the coat-of-arms already submitted for your Royal Estate.
http://www.4crests.com/wyber-coat-of-arms.html

Another consideration Your Royal Highness may wish to make is provision of a line of succession. I ‘umbly nay humbly, submit herewith a harem of 50 princesses for your perusal in order that Ye may go forth and multiply at Your Royal discretion.
http://uk.askmen.com/women/top50/index.html

Wishing you, my Lord wisdom of Solomon in making your choices.
May I ever be in your favour and not go the way of a certain Thomas Cromwell

Lord de Neville

Postum scriptum…
I do a nice line in food tasters…..

No shortage of local assistance and offers of nutrition but once again I must remain suspicious . . .
Was the poisoner someone I know ? Or rae they simply trying to curry favour with their soon to be mornarch.

Trying times - it’s little wonder I seek meditative solace in walking in the countryside and taking pictures of trees.

Regallly Yours
Rod

Needless to say I’m improving really, it’s not immediately obvious, nevertheless we live in hope

Cid

p.s. plenty of sleep, lots of water and nutritious food should do the trick…. you’ll be back to your usual rapier wit in no time. Trust your family have been popping in with edible gifts? Hope you feel better soon. By the way, I was taken with your wonderful shot of the field and tree.

Perhaps I should listen to others more often - a practise that would serve me well when I’m crowned King Of Wybers
Cheers
Rod

If you hear I had a sudden accident then you’ll know it was not an accident ! !
Conspiratorially Yours
Rod