WHENEVER my butler screams melodramatically in bed: "You've caught my legs again with your wretched toe nails," I know the nails are about ready for clipping.
Since buying the new bed, my butler has got above himself. Sometimes I am even forced (shock horror) to make our early morning drinks, to prevent dehydration, while he snoozes on in comfort. I struggle with a mug and funnel to get his pint (of Yorkshire tea) into a flask.
I'm hoping Mike Bentley's application for a post with Torvic ("Toe Nail Clipping in the Community", Saturday Soundoff, Life & Times, April 30) is turned down.
Heaven help any poor souls unfortunate enough to have their feet savaged by Mr B.
Margaret Lawson,
Aldborough House,
The Groves,
York.
Updated: 10:47 Thursday, May 05, 2005
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