This final story seems to sum up the tension in the current Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet, from its rather dilapidated cover and production to the unusually odd - even, or particularly, by the standards of the world's wryest editorial duo - selection of stories. Where is Lady Churchill going? Is issue 11 a step towards the mainstream, or just another twist in the continuing development of an always-unpredictable magazine? Sometime in the next quarter, I hope to find out.