‘Well, old Reggie’s finally gone and done it now, hasn’t he?
It had all started so well. Finally found a filly worthy of taking to Basset Hall for the blasted Aunt’s approval, bright young charmer called Romana, then everything goes to pot. Now some Doctor cove’s running round the place waving a wand at everything and people are firing weapons at us. It’s all terribly uncivilised.
Looks like your hero’s goose might be a trifle on the cooked side. It’s all so dashed frightening. I wonder if it’ll be done for tea?’