The handbag

…and to his painfully swallowed rancour entrusted with the commission to retrieve from an address in Bristol a handbag containing that tebly glass-half-empty chihuahua who is his rival pet. Mr Jagtar Singh being nowhere to be found, Mr Roger Buggery finds himself put to the necessity of telephoning Screaming Abdab’s Cabs in Grosvenor Road St Pauls. These gentlemen after much gratuitous prevarication grudgingly accede to the demands of Mr Roger…

…All the while, confined to the Dročerpyatova handbag, a sort of bladder fashioned from the epidermis of, I think, a species of viper, the Dročerpyatova yapdog filled the cabin’s foetid air with its whining. Last and vey possibly least, next to Mr Jagtar Singh sat Mr Rex Anusol, from which vantage he availed himself of the opportunity to acquaint and reacquaint his conductor with his profound satisfaction at being ‘well…