Servitor’s not here, he’s enjoying some well-earned suffering and misery somewhere else. So you get captioned images of pretty ladies without that idiot’s witless commentary on them – what’s not to like?



Servitor’s not here, he’s enjoying some well-earned suffering and misery somewhere else. So you get captioned images of pretty ladies without that idiot’s witless commentary on them – what’s not to like?









Why 1½ you might ask? As well you might. I have my reasons. They’re not good ones.



Oh yes, it’s the time of year again. Servitor’s hanging up his apron and heading for sun, sea and scrubbing, so rather than the usual posts we will be featuring three previously unpublished captions a day, often but not always beach-themed.
Embarrassingly bad service will resume on or around 7 September.















It’s another science fiction special. What… you prefer the world of today?
Anyway, it being a science fiction special, you get seven. In both senses.











The Hunteress, of course, although she was Cassie back then.







