Blott on the Landscape

Blott on the Landscape

Tom Sharpe

Language: English

Pages: 352

ISBN: 0099435470

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Blott on the Landscape

Tom Sharpe

Language: English

Pages: 352

ISBN: 0099435470

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


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can forget the chicken,” he said. “He can have Lancashire hotpot or faggots à la me.” “But it’s Lord Leakham and he ordered chicken,” the waiter protested. “Can’t you do something?” The chef took a bottle of chilli powder off the shelf. “I’ll fix something,” he said. The wine waiter meanwhile was having difficulty finding a Chambertin. In the end he took the oldest bottle he could find. “Are you sure you want me to serve him this?” he asked the manager, holding up a bottle filled with a purple

engaged on the Tanker Terminal at Scunthorpe. Then there was Dundridge. Dundridge was clearly unsuitable. But the Minister had specified someone different and Dundridge was decidedly different. There was no denying that. Mr Rees lay back in his bed, his head fuzzy with flu and recalled some of Dundridge’s initiatives. There had been the one-way system for Central London, of an inflexibility that would have made it impossible to drive from Hyde Park Corner to Piccadilly except by way of Tower

Club he had a clear picture of the situation. The stumbling block was Handyman Hall and Lady Maud. He would explore the possibilities of that more fully in the morning. He walked back up the Shambles and Giblet Walk to the Market Square and booked in at the Handyman Arms. At the Hall Sir Giles spent the day sequestered in his study. This seclusion was only partly to be explained by the presence in the house and grounds of half a dozen guard dogs who seemed to feel that he was an intruder in his

Guildstead Carbonell towards Handyman Hall. At seven he had fed the lions and when Lady Maud came down to breakfast Blott was waiting for her. “I’m taking the day off,” he announced. “You’re what?” said Lady Maud. Blott didn’t take days off. “Taking the day off. And I’ll need the Land-Rover.” “What for?” said Lady Maud who wasn’t used to being told by her gardener that he needed her Land-Rover. “Never you mind,” said Blott. “No names, no pack drill.” “No names, no pack drill? Are you

for obstruction?” The Chief Constable shook his head. He knew when he was beaten. Lady Maud strode back up the drive to the Hall. He turned to Dundridge. “Well, what do you suggest now?” “There must be something we can do,” said Dundridge. “If you’ve got any bright ideas, just let me know,” said the Chief Constable. “What happens if we just go ahead and demolish the arch with him in it?” “The question is,” said the Chief Constable, “what would happen to him if you did that?” “That’s his

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