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There was a sort of horrid inevitability about the whole affair once Alexei spotted the dancing bear. From that point onwards the whole sorry mess ... the bear, the crumpets, the piano stool, the Sumatran javelin specialist, the beehive, not to mention the policeman's helmet ... could have been mapped out with pinpoint accuracy if it weren't for Alexei's vile green liqueur fogging the minds of the best of them. In the aftermath, bits of Percival's carriage were found all over the heath, Wilberforce was sent down from university and had to spend the rest of term in the country with his sister's family, Robert was disinherited (which he'd been trying to provoke for the longest time, so it wasn't all bad), and Aloysius was never quite the same again. Alexei escaped scot-free, as usual.
Alexei, colored
In tones, as a quick test of Deleter ComicWorks
Anyone who gets the dancing bear reference or the policeman's helmet reference gets a cookie! Anyone who gets both gets *two* cookies!
Alexei, colored
In tones, as a quick test of Deleter ComicWorks
Anyone who gets the dancing bear reference or the policeman's helmet reference gets a cookie! Anyone who gets both gets *two* cookies!

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The references to the bear and the constable's helmet sound familiar. To Say Nothing Of The Dog, perhaps?
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So there you have it. They sound like the sort of thing that would be in To Say Nothing of the Dog, or its prognitor, Jerome K. Jerome's Three Men on a Boat (subtitled TO Say Nothing of the Dog, and is hilarious - I *highly* recommend downloading it from Project Gutenberg), but I don't think they turn up in either. It's been too long since I read To Say Nothing... to say with any accuracy.