The Gisborne Institute of Broadsword Polishing and Leather Lustering

[SupermassiveLBD]

Motto: Honi soit qui mal y pense

Master Classes available in:

Smouldering
Stompy boot wearing
Pointy weapon waving, and the effective deployment thereof
Exotic equestrianism
Imperatives
and The cause and alleviation of damsels' distress (Godwyves also welcome)

DON'T DRINK IT, RICH! I saw LadyD slip something into that tea!

Moi? Noooooo

I'm ignoring that last comment ::stern look at Massive::

And is for anyone who hasn't had a dedication so far.

Right, here we go then...

All's fair in love and war though, Twigs.....

::accidentally knocks glass of wine on RichardArmitage's trousers::

Oh dear, Richard, let me help you out of those. If you'd like to pop into the hall we you may have a little more privacy.

Oooh. What a timely moment to arrive back from my hols.

::assumes Dick Emery voice::

Oh, Mr Armitage. I've been looking for a nice young man like both of you.

::Rips a hole in the space-time continuum and steps through it with both Messires Armitage::

There's of that vid, PFP!

MAUUUUUUUUUUUD!!!!!!!!!!

::legs it in fear of my trousers being ripped from my body life::

Maudy .

Where've you BEEN?

If you just let me finish sorting RichardArmitage's trouser mishap out he'll be all ready for the space/time continuum. Five minutes okay?

Aha! I wondered if there was a hint of Maudie about! Welcome home.

How very remiss of me Twigs - I am a little distRActed.

RichardArmitage, can I bring you a pair of these to change into?

::embarrassed by Lady Damerel's behaviour::

i prefer your ddg version, Twigs

MAUDIE!!!

Five minutes Lady D??? You have to be kidding me!!!

Hey Maudy!!! Welcome back - how were your hols?

::stares:: Er thanks Lady Damerel - But I'm quite capable of changing my own trousers..

I have been, dear ladies, in la belle France. I am somewhat distrait at the moment, as I have 400 e-mails to delete scrutinise carefully, but will just mention that I thought warmly of the Academy when Bloke was banned from the local lido because he wasn't wearing Speedos (if they saw him in Speedos they might change their mind, but there you go).

So, get your hands off Mr Armitage (who in any case is now spinning through space and time with moi) and tell me about the meet-up. The French, by the way, were quite excited by the opening of CA because of their great penchant for bandes dessinees.

And there's the bite . I won my own bet on who'd pick up on that, PFP!

LadyV, needs must, sorry!

LadyD, what a delicious set of leathers you were showing us there.

Feels good...

Maudie, quelle horreur about Speedo-less Bloke, I hope i haven't got the wrong end of the stick , but I am getting a really shocking mental picture here