Helen here.
Never mind dear PP's missionary zeal, he has just let slip that he had a letter from Tom Thumb [small Bishops are always so ambitious] that the Archdeacon is coming to stay next week! Dear deluded soul told me he hardly troubled to mention the letter he received yesterday, as he knew how much I loved entertaining and would surely be taking such a little thing in my stride!
TT has doubtless tired of having such an earnest soul about the palace and decided to send him to us for some respite. Cheers Tom, you're a brick! Not!
Important thing is not to panic, but to telephone Mildred this very moment for advice on how to meet and greet FDH ['Fire Damaged Hobbit' for any who are not keeping up] and above all how to keep his sharp nose out of our account books and our affairs altogether.
Tempting though it is even to ask Mabel - baker to the cognoscenti and Wicca priestess to the pagans [PP simply has no idea bless him what goes on round here!] - for a spell to cast upon our imminent visitor I must resist the Lady Macbeth moment - for now at least!
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