Dogging Wood

…directly over the most ill-favoured, slimy kennel in the most impenetrable thicket pertaining to Dogging Woods up on Durdham Downs.

Mr Ian Corby would fain have passed the night in Dogging Woods, his departure thence being precipitated by nothing more than a very nice reluctance to offend the dignity of that pair of new acquaintances. Alas! Upon his return to town, an incident befell him, which greatly offended his dignity.

The overriding concern of Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet, as he flitted in and out of the upper canopy of Dogging Wood, was not to be seen, inasmuch as he wished to avoid setting tongues to wag or beaks to chatter about his frequenting that Sodom above the gorge. Although the branches up there were - at least while some light remained - free of the debauchery upon the forest floor, they…

…Wankstain, Mr Ian Corby did not perch on ceremony, and saw no need to exchange his roost in Dogging Woods for a more salubrious habitation. However, there was upon the evening of his release a lock-in at the Fruit & Nut Flake, and I rather think that Mr Ian Corby, after making his way thither upon emerging from the chimney atop … er … Squattocrat Towers, may have passed the…

…on ceremony, and had not as yet seen fit to change his lodgings for anywhere more salubrious than Dogging Woods; thither accordingly - withal not without a certain distaste - the Mayor bent his wing.

…in a very respectable trousseau, which she then had sent post-haste to the branch in the tree in Dogging Wood, on which she and her Mama had first alighted on their arrival in Our City. (I rather suspect that she entertained some hope of thereby renewing her acquaintance with that swart gentleman Mr Ian Corby. However, alas! That swart gentleman Mr Ian Corby had at last removed himself from the…

…Howsomever, the hearth over which he carried her was not upon that branch in Dogging Wood in which he had been accustomed to make his nest. For rather more well-appointed accommodations had been secured, which better accorded with the dignity which had lately been bestowed upon that corvid. To put matters plainly, the duns had been dismissed from the apartments in Southville previously occupied by Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet, this process…

…leftwards across that great green expanse, descended at last into the small topological nip or tuck where nestled Dogging Wood. It was a crisply freezing dawn, the sky blue and the sun low and orange on the horizon, and the hoar frost glittering upon the branches and the denuded twigs. The overnight cold had driven away the felchers and fisters and fellativists from the forest floor, and now all was…