Static, my good sir, I am afraid I cannot take the credit for these particular illustrations.

Actually, I probably could take all the credit. Ah, sod it – yes, it was I! Ah-ha!

Olga, my dear, if you were to see my full-length, then you would probably be moved to stab out your eyeballs, as they would never again see anything so wondrous. And I would not want you stabbing your own eyeballs out, m’dear!

Toodle-pip!

- Lord Likely.

May I ask, do you illustrate the characters in your comic strip?

Many thanks for your kind words about my latest epic illustrated adventure. I dare say that over time there shall be more such serials to come, as t’were.

Oh, and Mr. Wood, I did use to remove my hat whilst having my Palmerston attended to by female mouths, but one hag refused to swallow my lordly load, and deposited my seminal fluids right into my discarded hat, leaving me with a semen-encrusted topper. Sporting such spaff-filled head-wear is frowned upon in polite society, so I choose to keep my hat on these days.

I hope that helps.

Toodle-pip!

- Lord Likely.

I fear I must raise a question of etiquette, however. It is doubtless my error, but I was under the impression that a gentleman removed his hat when being blown by the gentry?

Apologies to his Lordship for the temerity of my misunderstanding.

Move over, Lady Twattersby! oh, how fanciful of me!