Dear Friends,
The more astute among you may have noticed an absence in weeks late. It may have stirred within you a wish. A desire, even. A longing within the inner self seeking fulfillment in the pursuit of lofty philosophy and the thrilling challenge of questions of deep significance.
We're sorry, but we can't help you with that.
But we have made another issue of The Borrodalian for you to read. That might give you something to do while you wait for inner fulfillment. Knowing you as we do, there's a good chance that you're just trying to avoid studying for your exams anyway. In that instance, The Borrodalian has one very positive attribute - it is quite short and won't either entertain or distract you for too long. If you're not the exam type, then be heartened in the knowledge that sweat still flows in the name of learning in some remote bastions of education the world over.
As the year draws to a close, and so too our editorial contracts, we would hasten to draw to your attention the limited opportunities remaining for your name and letter to be a part of this illustrious publication. The page of history has no record of lofty intentions, but only of the mighty letters of men. Make yours one of them.
Savour this one!
Ever yours,
The Borrodalian Team
Post Script: The only feasible explanation for the seemingly late arrival of this issue lies in the state of our clocks. October 28th saw the commencement of Australian Eastern Daylight Savings Time, and someone at Borrodale Manor reset the clocks a little over-zealously, resulting in one editor sleeping in until last Thursday, the unseasonal blossoming growth of Borrodale's herb garden, and the introduction of federal legislation revoking the month of February 2008 in order to correct the error. We do apologise for any inconvenience caused.