to be forced to marry into the house of Dracul-Palanquin?

[Hullygully]

Dancing, glowing And snogging. Am all of a vicarious tizz.

(I've just been to first possibly last mediation session with wish-he-were-already ex. Have to chair governors' meeting later. Perhaps good so as am sorely tempted to neck gin. Head really in a tizz. So any spare Dancing Doctors, bung 'em hither)

What is this 'snog' you speak of Dr Poli. tis a most unfamiliar word.
Steady on now Miss Fiderer, Chair of Governers must be sedated sedate.
We will open last years sloe gin later, just to test mind.

A Snog sounds like something woody and strong that grows on the side of the distillery herb-drying shed.

Was a peculiar meeting of Governors and Governesses last night, I might have fared better if I had been at the gin. Am comforted by the thought that no other bugger wants the job.

Sloe gin needs to be tested regularly or it sloes down

A glow, you say, Madame Mini?

Do have fun! But be sure to be home by midnight, else you lose your, ermm, head.

And what-ho, Lady Sybil! Could this be dear Mistress Hully on her way back to IPOAT cove?

I'M BACK!

I come to purge and shrive with tatted love baton aloft. But first I must needs urge the tweeny with the portmanteau and then partake of a light tisane before reading your words of sin and lustfulness

Welcome back Mistress Hully. I think we have upheld the spirit of the love baton. Although we may have been rather slack in the detail.

As for sin and lustfulness - chance'd be a fine thing. Not much purging or shriving needed here. There was some talk of gels and pirates in the cove but I would not give it heed.

I have persued the scrolls and I confess myself delighted with your temperance, tatting and dedication to the herb. Perhaps they are not unconnected?

I do, however, have two words for Madame Mimi:

Love Tap

Love tap! Was trying to recall

So are we all good?

I miss blue skies and dancing on the table already.

But tis delightful to be back in the Hall with my dear Tatterers

Hello Hully! Did you have fun times in foreign parts?

Hi Fliffy. Yes, I did, thank you. We nearly didn't make it back, we got turned back at Calais for terrible breaches of dog protocol (unwitting ones), but we stiffened our lips, straightened our backbones, had a bit of a nightmare, and trounced Johnny Furriner at teh bridgehead.

Did you make a brew? That stops Johnny Furriner in their tracks

We did brandish the Mighty Teabag at them in the manner of the Python fish slapping dance and they shrieked in their girly furriner manner and had at us with Brie.

The power of the Teabag will beat off fancy cheeses any day. Show a Teabag a bit of heat and it just braces itself whereas a piece of brie will just collapse

Exactly. Plus, we simply ate their Brie and laughed in the faces of their empty cheesey hands

At least you won! All bets are off soon in the movement of animals to and from foreign parts. I'd just wave a sheaf of paper at them in future

Are they? How so?

www.defra.gov.uk/news/2011/06/30/new-rules-pet-passports/

OH is involved with this issue quite a bit

it was the frothing one what we had quite forgot.

That'd do it. Have you ever remembered a frothing one?

OH has had so many of those following bites that he is likely to be immune forever!

Goodness! Does he organise dog fights?

I must have thought the frothing one was for life, just literally didn't think about it. Der brain.

Dog fights would be fantastic! No he supervises the care of quarantined animals amongst other things

I Am having a Romantic Adventure!