Dear Readers!






The Golden Opportunity of Lifetime! May I introduce myself - when my Mom is busy doing housework and my Great Mom all eagerness to gather material for her Memoirs... So here I am - the Scottie of the Manor - and I better get my act together. There are some obligations, I might say...





In the future plans dear little ME happen to be the pivotal figure and a SHOW is the next prospect!




I better not be a disgrace to a proud family and a blot on the escutcheon... So tomorrow I will have my hair done! Yes! Luckily I´ll have my own private coiffeur... even if the Maestro in question sometimes make me feel like the hero of a novel of suspense trapped in an underground den by the personell of the Black Moustache gang. Anyway, off we go!




If the show is worth mentioning you´ll get a proper report.




Please, pardon me any spelling hang-ups & grammatical fears... I´m a mere lad, only four months of age...
Thinking of the great bards in the glorious past it reminded me of a Kipling poem the curate had recited - something about if you can something something and never something something, you´ll be a man, my son, or words to that effect.




Bye for now.




Viggo




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