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Abner Brown
@brown-abner.bsky.social
Head of the theological college at Chesters. A very sweet tenor. Criminal genius, part-time occultist and thief. Taking refuge from the other place, hoping to get the #BoxOfDelights, find my Pouncer and recruit a gang of scrobblers. The wolves are running.
Pinned
I will get that box
I trust you've all adjusted your calendars, as the first day of Advent is on Sunday. If you need a bigger calendar, pop round to Chesters where we have ones for every budget (starting at half a crown) and a generous trade in on magical wooden boxes.
November 27, 2025 at 9:02 PM
Having reviewed the Chesters finances, I've concluded that the travelling home for the holidays surcharge will have to increase - from half a crown to three guineas.
November 26, 2025 at 8:30 PM
It's at this time of year that I sympathise with that old fool Arnold: on one hand Master Harker is at Seekings and the scrobbling has begun. On the other, the dratted child doesn't come home for another 4 weeks. I feel all lost in time, too.
November 24, 2025 at 7:46 PM
I wonder how many scrobblefesters got home to find their houses ransacked and the servants nowhere to be found?
November 23, 2025 at 9:46 AM
I hear there is a gollop of Scrobbkefesters gathering at Dudley. Quick go up there and get half a crown off each of them before they . You might ransack their luggage, while you're at it.
#scrobblefest
#thewolvesarerunning
November 22, 2025 at 8:46 AM
Reposted by Abner Brown
November 21, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Ooh - look what's showing and the Condicote Gaumont!
November 21, 2025 at 5:55 PM
Not a bad haul from the first morning's scrobbling:
One half-crown
One part used ticket: Hereford to Condicote via Musborough
One bag of muffins (lightly squashed)
Stern advice to take an emergency posset
Two hard boiled heggs
One fifteen shilling fine for travelling first on a third class ticket.
November 21, 2025 at 2:55 PM
November 21, 2025 at 8:25 AM
Blood curdling threats of thunder snow in the Condicote Bugle. I don't think it's very likely - Animus went back to his bed straight after breakfast and hasn't shown as much as a claw, all day.
November 20, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Snow on the hills - I like snow on the hills...
November 19, 2025 at 9:36 AM
It takes Animus a few goes to get his blizzards right. At this moment he has summoned up a thoroughly underwhelming blizzard of sleet, and my feet are wet. Dolt!
November 18, 2025 at 9:14 PM
Oh dear - Chesters Missionary College has gone offline this afternoon. By which, I mean that @foxyfacedcharles.bsky.social is sulking because I made him hand over his half crown, and is refusing to answer the phone or open the mail.
November 18, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Well, less than a week to go. Let's see...

Wolves ready to run - tick

Cells swept out - tick

Charles' fox head brushed and de-loused - tick

I just need to remind that dolt of a station master that Musborough Junction station has a subway not a footbridge.
November 15, 2025 at 10:17 AM
I hear some dolt has been arrested after masquerading in a fake uniform and pretending to hold a rank he hasn't earned. In other news, Archbishop Joe seems to have disappeared completely.
November 14, 2025 at 7:24 PM
The clerk of Condicote Parish Council seems to be having a bit trouble making the books balance. I wonder if she's considered investing in a pack of playing cards and a return from Tatchester to Yockwardine? @foxyfacedcharles.bsky.social
November 14, 2025 at 3:50 PM
Head, answer me this: if some maniac cancels the Christmas eve service at Tatchester Cathedral and no broadcaster is there to not hear it, did anyone sing Silent Night?
November 11, 2025 at 5:38 PM
Everything Master @kayharker4.bsky.social has been telling the Inspector @condicote7000.bsky.social about me is a total lie. So I'm going to sue him for £1 billion pounds. What's that in half-crowns, do you suppose?
November 10, 2025 at 5:43 PM
Typical isn't it. We finally get into November, and it turns mild. That dratted Waterfall Boy has defrosted completely, and is dripping all over the floor.
November 4, 2025 at 2:14 PM
I've waited ten months for scrobbling season, only to find some dolt has beaten me to the jewels in The Louvre. They better not have their eyes on the presents under the Bishop of Tatchester's Christmas tree.
November 2, 2025 at 6:21 PM
Righto, @foxyfacedcharles.bsky.social - once the curates have got over yesterday's blood sugar rush, have them clear away all the pumpkins and cobwebs, and get the scrobbling equipment out of storage. It's that time of year, again.
November 1, 2025 at 9:13 AM
Don't say I didn't warn you: from now on, you'll no longer be able to call yourself the Prince of Darkness. From now on you'll just be the Darkness formerly known as Prince.
October 31, 2025 at 2:39 PM
The curates have been having a go at pumpkin carving. And when I find out who was responsible for this one, the dolt is going straight into the scrounger.
October 30, 2025 at 2:26 PM
Saints alive! Not only have the clocks gone back, so has the thermometer. I've had to give Animus another blanket.
October 26, 2025 at 8:52 AM
I've set all the clocks at Chesters back an hour in preparation. So, it seems, has Charles. And Joe. Also Animus, Creatuuuure, Head, Rat and, well I won't go on. Suffice it to say we shall be cancelling the midnight Christmas Eve service sometime on Boxing Day.
October 25, 2025 at 9:21 PM