Great excitement today in the sleepy little town of Tippelbruder! A courier from the court of Saxe-Bearstein rode into town early this morning with the news that David Linienblatt has been appointed Master Uniform Designer (MUD pronounced MAD) to the Throne of Saxe-Bearstein. This is a far greater honour than we could have imagined so soon after the establishment of our design emporium. It seems likely that this is a purely honorific appointment as no mention has so far been made of emolument but of course the entire Linienblatt household is ecstatic with delight and hopeful of riches to come through the work that will no doubt pour in as a result of all the publicity generated by this signal honour.
Other messages of support from potential clients have also been most welcome and we look forward to doing business with a wide range of nobles and gentlemen. We are, notwithstanding our appreciation of the honour bestowed by Saxe-Bearstein, entirely neutral in our affiliations - "a business must be businesslike", as everyone says in Tippelbruder. ;-)
Lovely uniform templates David! Thanks for setting up this blog.
ReplyDeleteBest Regards,
Stokes Schwartz
Thanks, Stokes! More to come soon. :-)
ReplyDeleteDavid.
Sadly, there has been much consternation in the halls of the Saxe-Bearstein Ministry of War lately.
ReplyDeleteIt seems that first the Hussars and now the Infantry have been flaunting their new uniforms in the face of the Cavalry and Dragoons.
Commanders of those mounted units are now calling for new unforms as well. Sadly, it seems that there is no money left in the budget for new cavalry and dragoon uniforms.
What to do?
Perhaps the newly-appointed Master Uniform Designer can suggest a solution.
-- Jeff of Saxe-Bearstein
A sweat-drenched courier arrives at the template shop in Tippelbruder and hammers on the door. There is no response. He peers inside; no sign of anyone. Finally he sees a notice in the window - "Closed for urgent family business - Back as soon as possible". Voicing a loud "Harrumph", he mounts his horse, the sound of his horse's hooves recede down the street and the little town of Tippelbruder returns to its normal state of quiet slumber...
ReplyDelete*LOL* . . . Brilliant.
ReplyDelete-- Jeff
Perhaps MAD would be better the Master Acoutrement Designer?
ReplyDeleteNice idea, Murdock. :-)
ReplyDeleteDavid.