Mr Luvvertory

* Costa had hired Mr Luvvertory, a bearded white Tolstoyan-looking baby daddy with pretensions to beatification as some kind of sapient elder-stateshippy, although if you looked him in the eyes there was about Mr Luvvertory a je ne sais quoi of pathology. Mr Luvvertory very comfortably inhabited the nexus of Montpelier, Stokes Croft and St Pauls. Now, Mr Luvvertory made something of a model of Harold Skimpole before him. for…

…of these streets a pub, the Fruit & Nut Flake, this being where I deepened my acquaintance with Mr Luvvertory.

Mr Luvvertory and I had just quit the gym, and were sauntering down the road towards the roundabout and the lights, when these words were addressed to us by a transatlantic lady, dignified in her bearing, and smartly apparelled in a trouser suit.

…fell chemicals, it was now Ertha’s privilege to be subjected to the inefficacious homoeopathic whimsies of Costa and Mr Luvvertory.

…sniggered and attempted one of her armpit farts, but somehow contrived to jab herself with her own elbows. Mr Luvvertory, apropos of nothing, muttered

…Hands extended like pseudopods from that granular foule of humanity, and extruded Stig O'Dump, Mr Luvvertory also, to stand alongside Colloid at the front. These then poured the libations into the roaring well where the cockwashers crouched and, as we may suppose, had resumed the washing of their nethers, withal we cannot say this definitively, being as the aforementioned nethers washed or not were beneath the plimsoll line.

…in question was Mr Jupiter, who was very much in the mould of an Alph, inasmuch as like Mr Luvvertory before him, and also like his friend or at least associate Caliban, he lay with innumerable nymphs, and thereby sired innumerable wingless putti, whom his insouciance condemned to live upon the parish.

…been a portly and resplendently grey-bearded gentleman-pervert, much resembling Karl Marx and publishing himself to the world as Mr Luvvertory. Mr Luvvertory is of that sadly misunderstood breed the male feminist, in which capacity he makes it his business to bring solace to womankind by means of the administration of creepy massage and simultaneous infusions of ketamine, to which purpose he has for several years maintained a studio deep within…

…The hairy companion of Mince was Mr Luvvertory to whom the present chronicle has already effected a partial introduction, and the smooth companion whom Mince eke had was named Coaley Sleaze. Messrs Luvvertory and Coaley Sleaze both affected South Asian dress, of which the salwar kameez of Mr Luvvertory who was Mince’s hairy companion was vey dirty and smelt vey strongly of the dirty old man which Mr Luvvertory ineluctably…

…made with these good folk by the local sex offenders caucus, the principal spokesmen in this respect being Mr Luvvertory and Coaley Sleaze, these for their part deprecating the tendency which vigilantism had of establishing itself as a central theme of civil disturbance. A dissenting voice from this tendency was that of Mince who, over the days following his bill-posting exploits, had begun to fancy himself as somewhat of a…

of Mr Luvvertory, an old block

…He is drinking red wine, and reading a book, possibly Persian love-poetry. At the other table, MR LUVVERTORY is seated.)