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Ashirbu’s mix

Juan, stupidly, mislaid a flask of Vintage Pulteney Special Reserve, however, while searching for it, he found a pouch of Ashirbu’s smoking mixture. This is a very nice surprise and we immediately fill our pipes with Ashirbu’s extraordinary mix, the inhalation of which results in our spending a few days under the impression that we are kingfishers.  

Now, realising that we are facinorously behind schedule, we decide that we can’t wait for the train any longer, so, singing and dancing and whistling ‘chi-keee’, we jump around in circles, flapping our arms, as fast as we possibly can.

Professor Humperdink’s Diary