13 June 2007

Shiver me timbers!  Summer last, me good friend Paul, he did choose to buy a grand, booteeful doublet outta rich silv’r and gold fancy fabric, worthy o’ the queen herself—like whatcha see in th’ photo above.  In fact, that thar sleeve in th’ picture—that’d be Paul’s very own sleeve.  Ye see, as a reference for other sewin’, Paul be entrustin’ me with the keepin’ o’ his sleeve—and I did pack it fer the journey back south t’ me home.  Time be marchin’ on, and sleep ‘as a way o’ makin’ me ferget  .  .  . well, I’d sure tucked it awa’ —that thar sleeve—mighty safe and sound.  So safe, I been comin’ to think that I’d be findin’ Blackbeard’s buried treasure o’gold, ‘afore I found that danged sleeve.

Then, lo and behold, whilst lookin’ for other missing loot, I did spot me somethin’ familiar!  Thar it was!   The elusive, nay, call it the legendary . . . missin’ silver sleeve 0′Paul!  Me thinks it may be a bit of a mystery sleeve!  Mayhap it be a lucky sleeve!  Aye—Paul Lucky Silver Sleeve—a grand, good buccaneer name!

So, ye see, the sleeve be alive and hale, and th’other labour that needs be done, can commence.  Rest easy, m’good friend, me hearty, Paul, ‘nd know that ye need not be thinkin’ ’bout th’ comin’ summer bein’  a summer wi’ nae sleeves!   Ye shall have both yer sleeves and some side panels to boot!

Yo ho!

~MB

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