Miss Agatha Whitt-Wellington has had a long and luxurious career, molding the world in which we live into a better shape (namely, a more hexagonal one).
From humble beginnings in a modestly stinking rich family from Trenton, New Jersey, to the charming English village in which she has now taken residence, Miss Agatha has dedicated her life to improving the lives of others, primarily by improving her own and letting it serve as an example. By encouraging people to be more like herself (ie, better than they currently are), she hopes the world’s populace will soon be able to sort some of these difficulties that blight the broadsheets every morning.
Her publications are too numerous to mention; her affairs too controversial to detail; her impact simply too astonishing to summarise in mere words. Miss Agatha has played a part in almost all aspects of recent history, sometimes by changing its course, sometimes by being a slightly interested bystander. Suffice it to say, she’s important. That’s the main thing you need to know.
While Agatha’s talents are many, she herself is the first to admit that she is a bit green when it comes to technology. Fortunately, a wonderful lad named Christopher entered into her employ, first as a simple hedge trimmer who eventually grew into a handyman and then blossomed into an overall Girl Friday whose current primary function is both transcriber and friend. For Christopher’s dab hand around the house as well as his willingness to help Agatha expose herself to the worldwide web audience, she will be internally and eternally grateful.
On these pages you will find some of Miss Agatha Whitt-Wellington’s insights available to you, free-of-charge. But she’s not just doing this for her health, you know, so please be aroused by the plenitude of wisdom, inspiration and sexual escapades contained herein.
Simply put, bring Agatha into your life and make the world a better place.
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Dear Agatha,
I have read your all-too-brief biography here and my curiosity was immediately aroused. Can you tell me please – does Christopher have a dab-hand brother? And does he happen to be available? It’s so hard to find anyone interested in tending to my bush these days.
Hoping you can provide me with some advice.
Hilary.
Was that post some strange way of saying you haven’t had a roll in the hay in a while and want to sort that out? Or perhaps this is some strange roleplay…
I would guess it’s a bit of both. It usually is in these cases.
Yours,
Agatha
I’m so glad you’ve joined the flock, dear lamb, and I hope you find solace and succour here. However, please be aware from the start that there is no one in the world like Christopher and that he has already committed himself to me alone. While I appreciate your support, I suggest you keep your impure thoughts and dirty hands well away from my boy.
But once again, welcome!
Agatha
At last! I knew you must exist somewhere. Found you by your Facebook advert. So much to read, but loving it. Please rest your hand on my head and infuse me with your magic.
Love, Elizabeth