Admin from hell - old style

Having been told by Prince Kaspian that my return in triumph was not safe and that we had to conduct a meeting with the Oracle in Delphi regarding my plans and travel. T'is not easy for a knight in shiny armour to make his way around this planet without the many enemies to notice.

However an imperial stallion was prepared for me and I set my faith to the sword and went of to Gunga City. Many happy faces greeted me as i arrived and it was truely a treat to find myself in the good company of other good knights - may they wear the colours of the lost kingdom however they are still brave warriors and for that one must pay respect.

After the first day of haggle and babble we decided to go for a pint at the local pub - or at least that is what I thought, being near the core of the empire and all. Nope sir indeed, off we went and ended up in a fish restaurant where they served the most delicious crab I have tasted in years!!  Manna from heaven !

What about the Rouge Raving Rascallion then? Well, not much to say, he is still rouge, still raving and all boys knows that he is a Rascallion to be careful of but good at heart and loads of fun however not the kind of knight I would like to have in battle.

All tthe best for now

//AFH

 The Petty Governor of Minor Matters called me with panic in his voice. The Scoundrel from Biatchini had summoned him to a meeting to discuss the non-existant salary increase that was approved months ago. Despite a bullet proof track record the increase was only spot on recommended average and the Petty Governor of Minor Matters was pouring with sweat. There was no where in his world he could understand that some times a salary increase is needed in times of trouble in order to retain good knights and not have them submit to the Dark Lord who always promise sweet dreams, cheese and crackers.

In a frantic call I had to wash up the ol' arguments for why the knight from Biachini was the right man for the job and so on and so forth... sigh. The Petty Governor was going to have a meeting with him later on the same day and was VERY nervous and upset about this. Normally I am the one to make bad things go away for the Petty Governor but this time it was outside my powers (and interest) to do so.

A short while later I was contacted by Cardinal Monetario who in a secretive and giggling voice told me that the Scoundrel had brought a friend to work and had told the Petty Governor that this was his support from the workers council. The Petty Governor almost fainted.... but he regained his colors when he found out that they were just pulling his leg and stormed off in to his room and slammed the door. Everyone laughed furiously !!!!  What a joke !

The Petty Governor has been so has been so upset lately that we have feared that his brain actually would melt down - something that most probably would be an improvment to his caracter. It is with little fear we now await the next chapter in the balet between the Petty Governor and the Scoundrel.  The Vice Roy has sense enough to stay out of these sort of comedy farses, the rest of us we just sit back and enjoy the show.

Yours
//AFH