Well, what can Your Lord say? On my unexpectedly early return to Piggott Place I was not for the first time dismayed to discover that my butler, Sidney Grimes, had gone on the rampage in my absence.

Not only was he guilty of raiding my brandy cupboard but had also rifled through my wardrobe and paraded himself in Bexley Village sporting my deerstalker, antique walking cane and favourite brown brogues.

Sid Grimes ear not old crusty Spiggotty Piggotty the lord ecrustus bigot. The old geezer and lady pee has gone away on business and the silly old buffer left his blog open so I fought I would say a few words...

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After some time off work I returned gladly. I had come somewhat depressed sitting at home dwelling on what could have been.
I didn't think for a moment that I would have any difficulties getting pregnant or being pregnant. I had no previous problems before.

Back to normal we all soon got to.

I still was thinking about it all and tears would quite easily well up in my eyes.
We had already gone out and brought some baby stuff and there it all was sitting in the corner of my bedroom.

I took it out and had a look at it this was now 6 weeks after my miscarriage. yet pain was still here.

As you all know, Your Lord and Lady Piggott have been away in Eastbourne for the weekend with our friends the Seymour-Clouts.

We arrived at our favourite guesthouse just a few minutes after six o’clock on Friday evening and were a little dismayed that resident landlords Frank and Paul had been called away on business. We were instead welcomed at reception by their friends Ms. Hardyke and her companion of many years Ms. Sprattbutton.

The two ladies had apparently been holding the fort for the last couple of weeks or so and over tea and muffins gave us an extremely long and tedious account of how efficiently they had been running the establishment in their associates’ absence.

Your Lord and Lady Piggott are off down to Eastbourne with the Seymour-Clouts tomorrow for an extended weekend break, so this will be the last blog this week.

I apologise for not producing many blogs recently but Piggott Place has been undergoing a bit of a makeover and I have been keeping my beady eye on proceedings to ensure that all work carried out came up to my extremely high standards.

We had our final May Fayre Committee meeting last night and with so much still to do