Letters From An Old Etonian: Letter 3

Monday, November 26, 2012

I have to admit that I was rather reluctant to post these here at first, as my instructor Herman Bagstock could have probably sued me for libel if he found these. However, he's very fortunately dead, so this can go on the internet and I don't have to worry about a thing.

This is the third of a series of stories I wrote when I was a schoolboy at Eton. They've been dubbed 'the Dirty Schoolboy Papers' because they're extremely inappropriate because when you're around that age you think that sort of thing is hilarious.

All names, including the surnames of my friends, have been changed because when I wrote this I didn't want to get in trouble.

Letters From An Old Etonian: Letter Two

Sunday, November 25, 2012

I have to admit that I was rather reluctant to post these here at first, as my instructor Herman Bagstock could have probably sued me for libel if he found these. However, he's very fortunately dead, so this can go on the internet and I don't have to worry about a thing.

This is the second of a series of stories I wrote when I was a schoolboy at Eton. They've been dubbed 'the Dirty Schoolboy Papers' because they're extremely inappropriate because when you're around that age you think that sort of thing is hilarious.

All names, including the surnames of my friends, have been changed because when I wrote this I didn't want to get in trouble.

Letters From An Old Etonian: Letter One

Saturday, November 24, 2012

I have to admit that I was rather reluctant to post these here at first, as my instructor Herman Bagstock could have probably sued me for libel if he found these. However, he's very fortunately dead, so this can go on the internet and I don't have to worry about a thing.

This is the first of a series of stories I wrote when I was a schoolboy at Eton. They've been dubbed 'the Dirty Schoolboy Papers' because they're extremely inappropriate because when you're around that age you think that sort of thing is hilarious.

All names, including the surnames of my friends, have been changed because when I wrote this I didn't want to get in trouble.

Christmas is coming...are you ready?

Friday, November 23, 2012

As the holidays kick into gear, I kick into gear too. There's Victorian imagery everywhere around Christmas - the Victorians loved Christmas as much as modern-day Christians do, and they helped transform it into what it is today. This, naturally, makes me write like a crazed person.

I also tend to draw the cast more, which is nice because drawing them makes me write about them, too. Here's an updated Huddleston Players image because I can.

 

I'll write an inevitable Victorian Christmas post down the road - sometime this month, for sure - but for now, let's remember that the Victorians at least understood the holidays were about spending time with friends and family and not rushing out at midnight to buy things and trample people as soon as Thanksgiving's over.

(Besides, you all should've been watching Punkin Chunkin instead.)