Barrister Reginald Rakestache

Distinguished British barrister Sir Reginald Rakestache, slumped blinkered and bedraggled over his hobnail boots, has just completed a frustratingly long and arduous argument of a not-so-brief client brief before Her Majesty’s High Court of Nottingswolde-on-Ridgeleigh at Barton in the Beans, west of Leicester.

Right about now, his bulbous drinker’s nose is sniffing out the nearest public house having pints of dark rich stout on tap and at the ready!

That’s right, Sir Reggie my man, shake off the loose powder from that horsehair wig! Flex your neck from the jabot’s constraint! Shoot your cuffs and splay your collar! Drop that tedious litigious litany! Let the fallen pencil lie!

It is time for that glorious ‘stache of yours to rake the heady foam from a mildly chilled and toasty toast to the gods of the brewer’s art!