"Have you seen that otter yet?"

I'm writing this sitting in a beer garden of a pub by the Thames.
It's very cold but I'm not allowed inside the pub because, in the words of Deadfast, I "look like a tramp, old bean".

The reason I look like a tramp is because I am wearing the only water-proof coat that Persuasive Pete had going spare, and it is about fifty years old.

Deadfast, you see, heard of an otter living in the Thames that had gold teeth... that's what all of this is about.

I'll write more soon... Deadfast is apporaching, and he has a bag of peanuts for me.

Slippery when wet...

I'm going to be quick with this post, because I'm writing it via mobile phone technology.

I'm sitting on in the garden of a house in Richmond, situated on the river Thames.
Deadfast is ten feet away, on the steps that lead down to the river, and he is calling me over.

We've been in Persuasive Pete's house for two days, and... I am about to get into a two-man submarine.

HELP!

It starts...

It's raining, and Deadfast has just ran into my room to announce:

"I've found it -grab your coat, a gun, and some loose change!"

I dread to think...

So Long, Harold.

Deadfast returned with, as usual, no explanation.

We did, however, eat lamb that night...

Yes; Chef found Harold whilst I was out shopping.
I realised this when I got a text message whilst in M&S that said "Can you get some mint sauce for dinner tonight; Deadfast is back."

Bastard.