Since writing my last post, I have discovered from a local Woolsery layabout (name concealed at his request) that the monocle bound for Nicaragua may not be the original. When Biggles was treated, two monocles emerged and it was not possible to discern which was the original due to copreous staining and intestinal warping. Digestive juices didn't do either of them a power of good either. However, I understand that the National Museum of Guatemala has shown an interest in acquiring this one.
The provenance of the second monocle - whichever one was not Jon's - appears to be uncertain, though a recent visitor to the CFZ was observed playing the ancient Croatian game of Look Down the Doggie's Throat While Wearing a Monocle and it is probably his. So, Mr Vaclav Sorbacxyl, if you read this, your monocle may yet be returned if you apply before the Guatemalans get it. The staining, of a brownish-greenish nature, is not too intensive. Unfortunately, we can do nothing about the clinging aroma of canine innards.
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