well...
The chaps were proving quite affable after last week's talking to, wot. Dawson however, didn't join us, under the weather. Shame really, seemed a bloody nice sort, if a little tense. One hopes a good drawing out and tonic will see to him...
Only problem is, that chap Gardiner is downright slimy. No really, can't stand the chap. Makes the otherwise pleasant trip to the yacht club wanting to be avoided. But one must keep on....
....Turns out we were outfoxed by some dastardly awful sorts who didnt' leave much of our contact....got his notebook tho, see what comes of that, wot?
And that little sweetie Jesus made a jolly good recommendation to hire that poor, poor girl at the yacht club to get her out of those scaley clutches of aforementioned slimy chap. Ick!
Let's hope t'isnt too late for her, she does have very good profile for some charity show I'm supposed to get some girls for...
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