Culture sparrows

The young lady and are just back from a rather spiffing evening at the opera. We decided that it was silly living in such a cultured city as London if we didn't do anything about it, so a few nights ago I phoned up and bought a couple of tickets for Cosi Fan Tutte. It was a cracking show, despite the cheap tickets I bought being little more than padded benches in the balcony.

Jenny looked stunning; I was flattered to have such a ravishing creature on my arm.

In other news, to maintain the illusionary lifestyle to which we aspire, I suggest we purchase this car; not only is it the car I've dreamed of all my life, but it was once owned by a retired headmaster from Normandy by the name of Monsieur Dupoisson. I mean, who wouldn't want it?