Forgive me if I seem to be a little less than my usual ebullient self but I feel a little put-upon at the moment. It appears that my efforts to promote this work of literary brilliance have fallen on distinctly stony ground. Why somebody even complained that I had not even mentioned the name of the august work under discussion!
Pah.

But in spite of the doubts of those to sit and watch safely from the sidelines, I have indeed worked hard to earn what looks like being an extremely meagre commission. But still, do I allow myself to be disheartened by the cavilling of those who have ostentatiously avoided dipping their fingers in the murky waters that I am obliged to wallow in?

I decided that I would tackle this problem as I would any other, so I sat in the autumn sun sipping sweet wine and meditating upon…