Sirs,
As I again return from the infirmary and via my Tailor (Uniform Shot full of holes..again!!!), I feel that the Tavern has had some major renovations, on my last visit (Before the unpleasantness with the grapeshot!!) it was a rather dark and gloomy place, filled with melancholy, Officers staring into empty glasses, Helga nowhere to be seen, her rather grumpy Father more angry than usual, However on my return, I see a wonderfully restored mess, happy faces (Except Helga's Father) Officers restored to their former boastfulness and ramrod pride!! Gentlemen I would like to raise my glass to you all..and Helga, I throw my purse to you, please let every Officer drink on me. Gentlemen lets us all vow never to return to those bleak and dismal days.
