The Wunderkammer of the Mild Colonial Boy, Esq., a Reactionary Tory Gentleman, who armed only with a Steampowered Babbage Engine and Pure Intentions, wanders the Time Streams and Aetheric Plane gathering an Eccentric Hodgepodge of Curiousities, Frivolities, Whimsicalities and Nonsense.
Q. Why is your Tumblelog called "My Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning"?
A. Because "My Grandmother's Ear-Trumpet Has Been Struck by Lightning" wouldn't fit in the available space.
Sir Conrad enjoys long strolls in darkened cemeteries, where he uses his unique assortment of sharp pointy objects to exterminate the Unholy Undead and speed up nature’s process of decomposition. Known to many colleagues simply as “Vampire Hunter C,” Sir Conrad wields a deadly arsenal of weaponry. Beware of his garlic soufflé if you have an aversion to Holy objects or the Sun.