Splendid things have been happening chaps! Absolutely splendid I tell you!
Lucy Littlepaws has organised the most extravagant sounding party for the launch of Littlepaws gin! It is shaping up to be the most marvellous affair I can tell you!
There is a first rate menu, including several types of catfish soup all invented by our fabulous head chef, a whole host of shellfish-y concoctions. I have heard wonderful rumours of platters filled with paw food such as miniature rolls filled with all manner of fish, prawn and mussels on sticks, miniature haddock and jellied eel pies, not to mention those little pastry boats filled with trout pate and pike eggs!
I simply can not wait to attend, it will be scrumptious, and of course a fantastic opportunity for the temporal adventuring fellows to have a break from popping off to Brazil every five minutes to investigate new rivers! Even they need a rest once in a while, and they need to meet the new members of the team before they become, well, just members of the team who are not at all new!
What’s that? hmmm?
Oh, haven’t I?
Lucy Littelpaws has popped to keep an eye on what I am writing, she does that occasionally you know, can’t imagine why, anyway, she believes I haven’t told you about our tremendous new team members!
I suspect she is right, she has a nose for this sort of thing!
I am extremely pleased to announce that Calliope Softfur has joined us on long term secondment as Wildcat Liaison Officer. She arrived last week in order to prepare the ground for the arrival of our possible new Wildcat colleague Horace F. S. Silvestris. Calliope is a splendid liaison otter, she is extremely forthright and will take no nonsense, none at all I am told! This should be extremely useful around here, I can tell you! There are times when all that seems to happen is nonsense, like that business with the visiting squirrels! Complete nonsense! Just what we need, a no nonsense sort of otter around here!
Horace, I understand, is an expert in menace detection and offensive strategy. What with portents of apocalypses and armed otters all over the place that will be just the ticket I say! He is visiting for the party and then moving in permanently once his quarters have been adequately excavated. Calliope has some very specific requests apparently, comfy places to curl up and high places to look down from and the like. Sound pretty fantastic actually, just needs a pond and I’d move in myself!
Right! Time to get going, the party is about to start and I want to sample some more of that marvellous gin!
The Otter Chronicles 