Butler Fletcher was relieved to indulge in a more leisurely chai this morning, before a massed Butler excursion to Fringe Central to reconnoitre an art installation in severe need of measurement. Thankfully, Butler Newsam was able to muster his advanced mathematical skills to formulate a calculating methodology, following which Fletcher dashed off to deliver an unprecedented second Butler missive to a fortunate recipient who was eventually tracked down in Zoo Southside. He and Butler Jancis were then called upon to partake of most pleasant coffee and cake with those geese who are gay in their subpontine retreat, but Fletcher could not rest upon his laurels as he was soon offering up what was, in pont of fract, a rather passable rendition of ‘Happy Birthday’ to a surprised gentleman in a salubrious hotel, after which he was most pleased to spend an hour in the august company of Strindberg (albeit without helium). The evening turned out to be the occasion for a series of increasingly stimulating treats. Rather excellent Japanese physical mime preceded a happy encounter with a full mind, on whose behalf Fletcher had been asked to conduct some arcane research, at the splendid Bedlam Theatre. Suitably buoyed by an increasing awareness of the history of money – in particular the five pound coin – Fletcher and the rest of the Butlers then gathered for supper beverages with those ever-lovely fish who are kinky and new Summer friends.
Fletcher the Butler