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My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Venerable Lady Helen the Convincing of Lower Wombleshire Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title |
Hey, what’s peculiar about that?
Via Ron Sullivan.
Blogger on the Cast Iron Balcony
A blog by an opinionated mother of two, which might lie idle for a while sometimes. The blog, that is.
Of course you are ‘Venerable and Convincing’
and if you can fake that, you’ve really got it made.
I do fear however that the theme of this post will attract Lord Sedgwick with his favourite St.Tena of Depend, the Patron Saint of Incontinence, I can hear him coming …
Verily, your Ladyship, I hear the neighbours several furlongs around can hear him coming.
Only a ‘Lady’ huh!
Curtsey to Her Exalted Highness Duchess Jennifer the Disappointing of Old Yarkhillshire.
Your disGrace!
I’m convinced.
Why, absolutely nothing.
Regards,
Countess Shula the Temporary of Eschaton End.
On your knees, objects.
Lots of love,
Her Imperial Majesty Pavlova the Abrupt
(PIR)
OK so I went there.
They must be reading the mail -
Her Royal Highness Ann the Scattered of Deep Throcking
I really really like mine:
Baroness Tigtog the Ebullient of Mellow under Trollness
Maam!
Most Noble and Honourable Suzanne the Confused of Leper St George
(genuflects, then falls sideways)
I think I was Countess Boynton the Splendid of Lesser Cheese Winston, but alas, could not post the comment.
And now I am Reverend Countess Boynton the Waspish of Studley Roger.
(I also feared Lord Sledge)
Winston? Eww. No. Too redolent of JWH.