The Astonishing Adventures of
Aristocratic Adventurer and Gentle-man of Action
"A journal so exciting, I fear I soiled myself no less than fourteen times."
THE DAILY NEWS SHEET
"Utterly wonderful. Upon reading Lord Likely's diaries, I went out and set fire to a homeless wretch to celebrate."
THE LONDON LOOKER
"I ejaculated so hard, my library had to be closed off for an entire week."
LORD FISHSTICK'S NEWSPAPER
"Everyone should buy a copy of these diaries, then have sex with them."
THE ILLUSTRATED JOURNAL OF NEWS
"Hear ye, hear ye, Lord Likely is fucking ace!"
THE TOWN CRIER
Saturday, February 27th, 2010
Lord Likely’s three-week long celebration of his Astonishing Adventures comences. HUZZAH!
Tags: alcohol, anniversary, celebration, dancing girls, Darren Craske, humour, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, party, readers, three years, Victorian, web fiction, weblit
Posted in Random Insertions | 9 Comments »
Friday, January 29th, 2010
Hour…TWENTY? Clearly, Likely has lost some time…but how?
Tags: 24, CTUN, erection, Felicity Boondoggles, fiction, humour, lady, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, parody, Victorian, weblit
Posted in One Score and Four | No Comments »
Monday, February 2nd, 2009
Previously in The Astonishing Adventures of Lord Likely: this happened.
November, 1857.
“WELL, sir, what will you have become of me?” snarled Mrs. Bapps, as Botter carefully trained his rolling-pin on her. “Am I to be arrested, and hung for my crimes? Or will you just kill me now? What? What will you do?”
“I was thinking of [...]
Tags: bootblack, botter, fiction, humour, Inspector Spunkleford, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, Mrs. Bapps, William Swishbuckle
Posted in The Bastard Bootblack Of Bilgecranny Lane | 14 Comments »
Monday, December 8th, 2008
November, 1857.
“LIE back and close your eyes, and I shall deliver a creamy surprise!” I said, as I unsheathed my raging Lord Palmerston, which was, by now, stiffer than a corpse lying in a lake on a freezing cold winter’s day.
“Mmmm,” Mrs. Bapps replied, licking her lips. “Sounds delicious!”
“Jolly good!” I said, and then I [...]
Tags: botter, ejaculate, fiction, humour, Inspector Spunkleford, intercourse, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, Mr. Poots, Mrs. Bapps, mystery
Posted in The Bastard Bootblack Of Bilgecranny Lane | 12 Comments »
Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
September, 1857.
So there we were: Lord Loathsome, murderous villain and knob-end of the highest order, and myself – Lord Likely, Aristocratic Adventurer and all-round ruddy fantastic fellow indeed, facing off against one another in the bell-tower of my old school, St. Bumthrusty’s.
Loathsome, being the utterly indefensible weasel that he is, had already gotten the first [...]
Tags: botter, duel, fiction, fight, Harold Loathsome, humour, Inspector Spunkleford, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, massive bell, St. Bumthrusty's
Posted in Likely Vs Loathsome | 16 Comments »
Sunday, October 5th, 2008
September, 1857.
“Well bless my soul! Is that little Lord Likely I can see? What an unexpected surprise!” beamed Professor Ventricle, my old biology teacher, as he entered his classroom wherein I was currently ensconced.
“The one and the same, sir,” I replied. “Although I am no longer little, I hasten to point out.”
“Indeed…indeed..” Ventricle replied. “And…um…who [...]
Tags: botter, Harold Loathsome, Hedgerow, intercourse, Lizzie Flapkiss, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, orgy, Professor Ventricle, St. Bumthrusty's, Veronica Ventricle
Posted in Likely Vs Loathsome | 10 Comments »
Sunday, September 21st, 2008
September, 1857.
We all headed towards the large, oak doors of St. Bumthrusty’s School for Boys; Botter lagging slightly behind the rest of us, nursing his freshly clobbered cranium.
‘Class of 1832, Please Proceed This Way‘, read a sign affixed to the door, an arrow indicating that we should head around the side of the building, and [...]
Tags: Agnes Cum-Loudly, awards, best, botter, fiction, humour, Inspector Spunkleford, intercourse, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, St. Bumthrusty's, teacher, The Guardian
Posted in Likely Vs Loathsome | 16 Comments »
Monday, August 18th, 2008
Or: A Tale of Four Titties
August the Nineteenth, 1857.
Fate is a queer mistress, is she not?
Sometimes, Fate can give you a good, hard kick to the gonads, but then mere moments later she can pick you right back up again, and passionately lap at those self-same testicles with her Tongue of Good Fortune.
Take last night, [...]
Tags: botter, Dorothy Mount-Worthy, farce, humour, Judge Joseph Dreadful, ladies, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, Maud, party
Posted in Random Insertions | 14 Comments »
Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
July 30th, 1857.
Good day, dear readers!
Behold a bold new era for my (frankly incredible) journals, as Mr. Isambard Kingdom Brunel has just completed his renovation of my diaries, resulting in the cock-stiffening, mimsy-moistening new look you are currently witnessing before your doubtlessly stunned eyeballs.
Mr. Brunel did take a day longer than I had hoped, but [...]
Tags: drunk, fiction, hospital, humor, Isambard Kingdom Brunel, journals, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, renovation, web-logging
Posted in Random Insertions | 14 Comments »
Saturday, July 19th, 2008
July 20th, 1857.
With a furious rage in my heart, and a large double-ended dildo in my hand, I set off to track down the despicable Dagos who had taken up residence in my precious home, with the intention of violently introducing the sizable sex-toy to their filthy Italian rectums.
Botter lagged several paces behind, carrying a [...]
Tags: Alfredo Di Clitt, Banksy, botter, fiction, humor, Italians, Lord Likely, Lord Palmerston, penis wrestling, Rocko, Spaff Pistol, The Love Dungeon
Posted in Disaster At The Likely Estate | 9 Comments »
Lord Likely was a renowned member of the English aristocracy in the Victorian era. Tales of his exhilarating, enthralling and highly erotic exploits were legendary, but only now have his own, personal diaries resurfaced (found in a branch of Help the Aged in Swindon), shedding light on the life of this extraordinary eccentric.
Warning: these journals contain material that some people may find terribly offensive, or incredibly arousing
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