AIBU in thinking that the IPOAT hall has transported to another dimension

[Minimammoth]

Where has it gone? Just as I was about to start sprucing it up for the jubilee and start tatting the bunting?

To keep in with the pirates. I havethis little number.

Did you mean this, Mini? You look lovely, my dear. I thought about this but that rotten parrot kept snagging my stockings and I do not want to darn on my holiday.

Are we alone on board? Apart from the crew and orphans I mean. Any other Gels?

Am I underdressed again?

Not at all, Jins, very practical for climbing the rigging. We should ensure we 3 can sail the IPOAT alone as the crew seem incapable half the time.

Isn't Sybil here?

I'm sure she was deciding which stockings to leave at home

Mistress Hully is trapped in a small mountainous area with only a museum of mechanical pianos to entertain her

It sounds like heaven

Hully seems to be enjoying it. I hope she may meet a lonely goatherd.

We must practise our yodelling for the wedding. Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo.

Or perhaps not.

I dream of a museum of mechanical pianos. If only we had such a treat nearby

Perhaps there will be one on our travels

If not Jin, I'll make you one. Cannot promise a museum's worth but my mechanical skills are fairly decent after a term's tinkering with Leonardo.

We could see if the HMS IPOAT can sail to the lake at Leeds Castle, that we might take in the heady delights of the dog collar museum. I know the sneaky way in whereby you don't have to pay the entrance fee (what with Austerity and all), but I think she may too broad in the beam to sneak across the wee bridge.

(sheds all clothing even without the necessary brackets on Shapiro phone because mine is a bastard) I curse the French and their snaily ways and say let us set fair for BananaraLand

Shapiro = dhs

I'm not allowed on this thread on account of not belonging, and it feels a bit like walking into someone's living room. A someone that I don't really know. They don't know me and ..well, it's like that ... anyway... I can darn, faint and wear a fine petticoat but...

That Dog Collar museum looks mighty fine. And not so far. Away, NOT SO FAR a
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Gods speed to the land of Greece Hully. Go.Go like the wind (when the car's fixed).

TuftyFinch - any and all are welcome. Darning, fainting and petticoat-wearing are all fine accomplishments but by no means necessary.

What have the snaily French done to Hully? Did her carriage suffer a malaise?

Thanks Fideter, I feel like I've been invited into the house that I normally stare through the window of... that really messy one on the hill.
Hully's carriage has suffered from the rocky foreign terrain. It has done for her carriage. Luck was not on her side and she had to attend a Carriage Clock Museum. Most awful.

Poor Hully, all museums, no carriage and no goatherd.

Tufty - HMS IPOAT is currently heading for the Caribbean. There may be wicked pirates and shall probably be an excess of tisanes from our own distillery herb-drying shed. Do join us.

Oh mme tofty will feel most assuredly at home mongst our dear company, Tis the pace that does for most of our visitors, but I feel mme tofty will stay the corsets.

Today I partake of a light fare and then set fair for dear homers land via a good ship Fairy

A fair wind and a smooth crossing to you, Mistress Hully. May Homer's rosy aurora wing you thence.

I have seen Mistress Tufty outside the hall and have oft thought that she seemed a lost soul, needing a home where darning, fainting and wearing a petticoat are essential. Welcome to our ship.

Mistress Hully I am pleased that your carriage is fit for travel and I hope that the museums are of better quality for your stay. Although I still fail to see what is wrong with a museum devoted to mechanical pianos. I could spend hours there.

I would like a diversion to the dog collar museum if that is possible. Tell the pirates to weigh anchor

I thank you for your kind words and warm welcome. You are most gracious, most gracious indeed. Safe passage Hully. There are pirates coming to the south coast tomorrow and I must prepare myself and my youngsters for this dangerous event.

Am feeling slighted by 'really messy house on the hill' . Watkins will be mortified Miss Tufty. The undergardener does his best under the circumstances, what with the orphans an' all. I am going to try some of those fetching dreadlocks for our Carry bean trip, low maintenance that's me. Or maybe I have it wrong. Perhaps the red spotty pirate scarf would be more fetching. Will we be calling in on Haiti? < shuffles off to find wax and pins>

I was trying to gloss over it, Miss Mini. I thought perhaps Miss Tufty had seen the Hall during one of our fetes or garden extravaganzas. The village band can cause turmoil in the grounds and the under-gardeners too free in the ale tent.

Haiti may be very cathartic. I can think of several candidates for the waxing and pinning.

Oh she was probably there when we were dealing with the orphans. There were an awful lot of them and very few places to store their clothes while they were fumigated.

Mess is good when it's work mess

Ah such wisdom Jins. Have you been reading the works of the great philosopher Spiro the confused? And do remember dears, my dowager status, 'tis a long time since I was a Miss.

I have indeed. Spiro has an answer for everything.