Today

I have polished all of my copper, reblacked the fire surrounds and installed a widowmaker.  This Victorian maid wheeze is tiring but satisfying.

How have you allowed yourself to become the house slave Ozza?  Does the old man spend his days in the wing backed chair in his study wearing his slippers and smoking jacket as he idly types verbose monologues on the internet.  Maybe sipping darjeeling in the morning before the first sherry at quarter to noon.

I am sure this wasnt in the original dating manifesto