Lord Bassington-Bassington's title is, sadly, not recognised by DeBrett's or any similar registry of nobility. In fact, it's hardly recognised by anyone at all. So when His Lordship waddles around the Township of Little Storping-in-the-Swuff, where he should be Lord of the Land, the comments from passersby tend to be along the lines of "look at that silly dog!" and "eeeeew, he drools!" Shocking, of course. But such is the modern world.
Luckily, there are some people who have a certain fondness for their slightly eccentric Lord, and bestow upon His Lordship small token of appreciation. One of these exemplary individuals is Superfritz, one of the humans His Lordship really admires.
The principle of "Noblesse oblige" dictates that a Lord show proper thankfulness. So here is a small, Interwebular thank-you note for one of the most charming gifts Lord Bassington-Bassington has ever receives: A combination of three of his favourite thing in a pocket-sized package.
What do you get when you combine droopy-eared canines, that wonderful fabric known as tweed, and design by Jeremy Hackett?
You get the veritable trinity of joy pictured below.
Frolicking in fields of green corduroy. Also by Hackett, incidentally.
Thank you, Superfritz! You are a true Germanic gentleman!
The pleasure is all mine, my Lord.
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