Strawberries and Plans
Patrick and I took my skiff out on the Thames today and partook of a leisurely lunch of strawberries and jam whilst discussing what is to be done about Jack. His rages have become more pronounced as of late and it has cost us money, time, and women with prodigious busts. Patrick has an idea of what he is about, and a plan in which to remedy the matter. I strongly doubt that Patrick’s method of treatment will prove successful, but remain hopeful that Patrick will surprise. I am not diverted.