A very Happy Birthday to the indomitable Mme. Pants! With the grace of a hundred swans and the sublimity of a fine Bordeaux, this sly vixen once again surpasses her peers as she rides through life like a jockey at the top of her game.
"With what will she be rewarded for displaying such majesty," you ask?
"What baubles and finery will I ply her with to hold her fleeting attentions?"
Alas dear friends, for this persona nonpareil, this flower of the flock, mere worldly goods hold little charm.
In a moment of serendipity, I was however, able to convince her to accompany me later this year on an outing to Heston Blumenthal's little place, the Fat Duck. I eagerly await the day.
So here's to many more years of your good fortune Mme. and to many more of my good luck.
With Love - L. Pants
