{"id":5114,"date":"2013-11-11T23:16:20","date_gmt":"2013-11-11T23:16:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/?p=5114"},"modified":"2013-11-11T23:18:01","modified_gmt":"2013-11-11T23:18:01","slug":"5114","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poorlittlerichgays.com\/?p=5114","title":{"rendered":"Joshua Baring Rising Socially But Faces Stag Weekend in Amsterdam: Will Ice Wedding Cake Though"},"content":{"rendered":"

Monday 11th November 2013<\/p>\n

Have never known the like: completely failed to take a lunch or dinner anywhere but in a restaurant or the home of another for DAYS. Lunching out, dining out, lunching out, dining out. By the way, Aunt Lavinia reported, in Zedel, that the Wolseley was disgusting. Watery kedgeree.<\/p>\n

Robert Nevil, on the other hand, is to be found round any corner, giving a talk<\/em>. Pony Club business. It’s a busy time because of all the ponies dead in wars. Special Pony Remembrance Services, Pony Hymns, Pony Poems, Pony-Shaped Poppies. Tremendous bickering and bitterness as well as assaults – as usual. Audience members unhinged by the tragedy, shouting out that any pony more loving than a human, dragging in their own pony, of course, as undoubted best. In a Waterloo church, the Canon could only restore order by reciting ‘At Grass’ by Largs, whereupon they all wept uncontrollably, even though it’s about horses not ponies.<\/p>\n

So news of Joshua Baring: he dined with the CEO of an utterly central fashion house and his semi-kitchen companion. I’m telling you this house is near the Throne. Amazing lacquer-work in the apartment. Earlier in the summer, he attended a Gala in Normandy given by these people at their country home. Waiters had sashes and pink brocade bodices. There were three tables outside the tent; one had exquisite pastry pieces, another offered langoustines and crab and a third was pure oysters (yuck! But dear precious Lord Arrowby, who tonight dined in the House with a household politics name, loves them). The main, a lamb rack, was taken in the tent.<\/p>\n

No doubt there were people and conversation at the function as well although of less importance than the tableau and mis-en-sc\u00e9ne – especially in France.<\/p>\n

But Joshua faces a stag weekend in Amsterdam. His brother, Bover, a posh yob of considerable heat, is marrying, not for the first time. A schedule for the weekend has been issued by one of the other ‘lads’. It says, ‘Feeding time at Seven.’ ‘Saturday afternoon bike ride.’ Joshua’s not going on the bike ride. He doesn’t ride a bike. He’s going to the museums instead. At his previous stag, Bover was finally up a pole with no clothes on.<\/p>\n

The cake is poor Joshua’s great comfort. He is to ice Bover’s Wedding Cake. I hoped to inspire him with tales of Mrs Titball’s lattice work atop our Christmas cake every year in the 60s. Mrs Titball lived next door and always gave us a cake. Or the time Aunt Olive went on a cake decorating course at Bournemouth. But Joshua’s got his own ideas and has acquired a lavish coffee-table book called ‘Royal Icing’.<\/p>\n

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Joshua Baring, Seeking Solace in Icing<\/p><\/div>\n

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Competition: Joshua Baring Determined to Outstrip Royal Christening Cake with Own Bover Wedding Cake<\/p><\/div>\n

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