Tonight, dear friends, I take myself to my club, The Porcupine (owned by Lord Derby), where I intend to meet with two fellow Devotees of Rakuu, the organisation to which I am a member and of which I may not divulge any information, on pain of death. It is with these brothers of mine - who are well-versed in the dark realms of magik and mystery - that I hope to gain advice and information about the sickening incident of inter-arthropod intercourse that my pal Lumpy Pete observed in the dark wastes of Non-London.
While there, and in developing information for my investigation, I may also be seen to indulge myself of numerous shrimp-oils, a portion of cactus fat, some darkened boys from a mystical land, and a heartening and manly rub-down in the Roman Baths. Pip Pip!
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