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E: Well I thought I could take her a short note expressing your
honourable intentions.
PR: Yes, yes, I think so too. All right then, well take this down. Eh,
"From His Royal Highness, the Prince of Wales to Miss Amy Hardwood.
Tally-ho my fine saucy young trollop! Your luck's in! Trip along here
with all your cash, and some naughty night attire, and you'll be
staring at my bedroom ceiling from now till Christmas, you lucky tart!
Yours with the deepest respect etc, signed George. PS Woof woof!"
Well, what do you think?
E: It's very *moving* sir. Would you mind if I change just one tiny
aspect of it?
PR: Which one?
E: The words.
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