Howard,
You didn't see Leroy when he said it! Trust me, he meant it!
Anyway, the circus is my home now. Or at least the small tent, that I share with another man called Carlos, is. I think he's an illegal immigrant though, because he gets really nervous around police. And I'm pretty sure he fancies me, he keeps looking at me all funny and telling me he's got a big secret to share with me (I'm worried about what he really means by that). He also said that he knows he can trust me. He's alright though and Simba promises to look out for me.
Simba's my best friend here at the circus and everyone is afraid of his teeth. He's suggested you come and see the show, we're coming to London in a two months and I think he wants to meet you. I did explain that you're a sophisticated man and that circus' are beneath you but still, invites there if you want it.
Carlos has just come in with a GIANT box of sweets. Honest, the box is so big I could fit in it and he says it's full up of cherry laces. I've got no idea where he got it from. Never mind though eh, what harm can come from eating sweets?
See you soon (maybe, if you fancy it)
Vince
