Dear Boss P.S.

[Celesta]

Paul,

It was a lame attempt on the author's part to explain why he waited two days to mail the letter. The real reason seems to have been he wanted to wait and see how the Chapman inquest played out, since he remarked about it in the P.S. Jack the Ripper likewise waited until the Nichols and Chapman inquests had finished before he killed again.

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott

Good grief, Tom! How dense I am. I never even thought of this, but it makes a good deal of sense. I mean even if JtR didn't write the letter, it still makes sense. Thanks. Celesta

[Sam Flynn]

Sorry if I've got this all wrong, I'm kinda new, but didn't Sickert end up having several illegitimate kids - supposedly including Joseph "Sickert" - and like three wives? Surely he wouldn't have married so many times if he was "unable to perform," and obviously no children.

Hello Emily, and welcome.

There is little or no evidence that Walter Sickert suffered from a penile fistula, and there is no question about his virility, and he seems to have had normal relationships with women. There is very little reason to believe that Joseph "Sickert" was actually Walter's son, as he claimed.

[Cap'n Jack]

A vacant nun with buck teeth explains the canvas.
'It was splattered. He must have had spunk. I see the face of God in the conception.'
Amen.

[Tom_Wescott]

Yes, but he didn't know any of this during his time at the Maybrick house. He apparently couldn't tell his ass from a hole in the penis.

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott

[Emzikle]

Not only that, but because of his physically and psychologically debilitating penis fistula, Sickert was the only guy Maybrick trusted alone for 10 minutes around Florence.
Tom Wescott

Sorry if I've got this all wrong, I'm kinda new, but didn't Sickert end up having several illegitimate kids - supposedly including Joseph "Sickert" - and like three wives? Surely he wouldn't have married so many times if he was "unable to perform," and obviously no children.

And I read somewhere that the doctor he was seeing for his fistula was a proctologist who dealt with fistulas on the anus.

Is any of that right?

Emily

Wait a sec.....based on your honeymoon story Sam, it seems Sickert's spout worked about as well as Mary Kellys.

Coincidence?

Cheers.

[Tom_Wescott]

Sam, was Sickert with Oscar at the time, or alone?

(Sickert singing) 'Oh, I wish I had an Oscar Wilde weiner!'

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott

[Cap'n Jack]

Sam, was Sickert with Oscar at the time, or alone?

[Tom_Wescott]

That explains his close association with Whistler!

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott

[Sam Flynn]

because of his physically and psychologically debilitating penis fistula, Sickert was the only guy Maybrick trusted alone for 10 minutes around Florence.

Not that Sickert couldn't "perform", Tom - it's just that every time Sickert - ahem! - tried to "push the plunger", air would escape from the hole in the end, emitting a tell-tale whistling sound. It's rumoured that Sickert, whilst engaging in some vigorous love-making on his honeymoon, woke up the guests in the adjoining hotel rooms, all of whom thought they'd left the kettle on.

[Cap'n Jack]

Someone told me, Tom, that you were the fistula and Dan the penis, but I told 'em it was just an ugly tumour.

[Tom_Wescott]

Yeah, Sickert was the guy to go to if you wanted some diamine ink. Not only that, but because of his physically and psychologically debilitating penis fistula, Sickert was the only guy Maybrick trusted alone for 10 minutes around Florence. Rumor has it that Skinner's source is Wilf Gregg, who was also visiting the house around this time.

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott

[Sam Flynn]

Have they traced its origins back to Battlecrease House yet?

You mean to say Sickert was also at Battlecrease?!! The plot thickens...

[Cap'n Jack]

They'll iron that out, Tom.

[Tom_Wescott]

My understanding is that Keith Skinner is examining the 17th September letter in cahoots with Madam Le Cornwall; and all is not kosher.
I'll take me slaughtered whore halal, thank you so much.

Have they traced its origins back to Battlecrease House yet?

Yours truly,

Tom Wescott