The Knives are Out

Should I be worried living with a man who has a collection of these knives on a window ledge in his study?
I've never quite understood His Lordship's fascination with such antiques, but each to his own seems to be the best way of dealing with the array of hopefully blunt articles.

Speaking of knives, it seems that one of my recent light hearted, tongue in cheek blogs, passed as usual by my resident editorial censor, had upset someone so much that it was felt necessary to come round and air their views on the matter on what had up until then been a happy Easter Sunday. This was not the first time this person has taken offence: perhaps they should just stop reading my blogs.