Flatwatch

Brian has been busy this evening, writing a letter to his employer, congratulating Her on the forthcoming marriage of Her Son. I can't tell you the content of the letter, but I know he finished it with the words, "Your loyal servant, Brian."

He's now dripping wax from a tea light onto the envelope. Pity he doesn't have a cygnet ring to put the final seal on; that would give it the atmosphere it needs.

If you'll excuse me a moment, I think I can help him out. It's about time we put those fridge magnets to work. There's a big pink "B" around here somewhere...

...Hmm. Hot wax. Plastic. Perhaps that wasn't a great idea. The envelope is salvageable, but it looks like we'll be drinking from the BOM AY SAPPHIRE fridge from now on.