I'm off to some posh foodie event in Dartmouth this weekend. Think Truffles and Gin. There will be loads of Pippa and Harriet types up there to sweet talk into getting them to hand over Jeremy and Henry's wallets, so it should be a fruitful weekend. (I'm there as a trader, rather than a wallet thief in case you're wondering)
They’ll be cumming in their knickers the moment you mention your moss collection mate.

