Imagine his surprise when Evangline van Holsterin (head barmaid at the Old Entomologist) awarded him the first prize in last night's Grumpy-Cat Lookalike Competition, which he had not heard of or prepared for due to his long absence and being "out of a loop" as the kids like to say.
Second prize was the Yellow Book -- the 2010 edition which doesn't have the appendix on Triungulin larvae, only blank pages for pressing specimens. I also get to wield the Poky Stick of Lamentation. Yay me!
Note our shoelessness. Skyclad feet is part of the Paleo lifestyle -- the gnarly toes are a side-effect from walking into concrete medlars left lying on the ground. No-one would be foolish enough to buy cheap shoes from the vile Throgmorton which he allegedly procured from "A load of old cobblers", only to have them fall apart on the first drop of spilled Spiced Parsnip Scrumpy, so it certainly didn't happen to us.