Chap? Cad? Bounder? Rogue? Scallywag? Or just mimicry of the late Alistair Cooke at the start of Masterpiece Theatre? You be the judge.
The Young Master and I both opted for "country colors" and autumnal tones this morning. While the Grand Duchess is especially proud of his improvised Space Needle -- after the one in Seattle, Washington U.S.A. where his maternal grandparents live -- that he built himself, the same cannot be said of her reaction to my vintage Magee Donegal tweed sports jacket. It seems the poor Grand Duchess has an irrational fear of patterned menswear. I ask you, where is the humanity??!!
We might, just might, have a budding sculptor or artist in our midst. The Young Master has recently started to demonstrate surprising and interesting vision in his drawings and improvised structures. Definitely one of the more fascinating facets of parenting to observe.