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Looking a bit like warmed over death Albert wondered why the other kids didn’t want to play with him. the Face of Everyman hoped that this type of guest would flock soon and leave the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Teacher

Elizabeth was back at the Montietorkie School at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to see if she still had a job. She had had a run-in with her boss. the Face of Everyman was pleased to see her. Teachers were hard to find these days; even those of her quick temper.

Clams?

Algernon had heard the myth of the fresh water clams that grew in the waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving. He had resisted looking until he heard that they may be ready for harvest. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa required a license to harvest. the Face of Everyman pretended to be asleep when the young Crow came by to purchase a license. The venerable sage wanted the first crop to be his.

Golf?

Morgan decided to have a yard sale and downsize before migrating south for the winter. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa asked guests to clear out their storage locker by the end of August. the Face of Everyman had his eye on a nice set of golf clubs.

Antlers

In an exercise of pure vanity Arnold stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He hoped to receive compliments on his amazing antlers. Instead, the Face of Everyman reminded him that annual dues to the Golf Club were due the 1st of August.

Grave News

the Face of Everyman called Mullard aside and broke the grave news as gently as he could: “Half of the House Sparrows in European capitals had disappeared. Studies have produced no reason. There has been no sign of your cousin Louie.” Flags at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would be flown at half staff for thirty days.