Dearest Phobo,
Snezel an' I waitit fur yer return wi' a heavy heart (Snezel's, that wis - he's a bit o' a safty ah thinks, but hey.. it takes aw kinds) but alas, ye didni cum back, so we kerried oan. Guid tae hear yer awright, like, but ah dinni profess tae understond hoo ye goat tae anither country. Well, ah'm telt ra goads work in mysterious weighs.
Ye'll be glad tae know we kilt a few mair o' ra' gobbies an' kept 'err nummers doon a bit mair, but they seem tae breed like rabbits, so it'll need tae be dun again sum time. An' mah bag burst, spillin' stuff aw ower ra place tae.. whit a mess it made.., so ah'll need a new wan tae play wi' again.
An' guid tae know aboot ra readies too; always oan ra lookout fur mair spons.
~~ duchess
