A Pinch of Inflation

The price one must pay these days for the bread rolls one playfully hurls at the Drones Club beggars belief.  Rather!  One is used to the potations flowing like water in situ Drones Club, but not the dashed shekels.

A coquettish little pinch of inflation from time to time is all very well, dash it, but one doesn’t wish to be manhandled as if enduring the roguish courting of a 14-stone barmaid with a stevedore’s bicep.  I mean to say!