To ask all Chaletians to get ready for Madame's birthday?

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Pop to the splasheries my lambs and after you've brushed your hair till it shines we'll have a quick practice of 'I sing of Margaret so fair'.

Once we've finished casting the movie, that is....

Matey muttered something about having a migraine and spending the morning in bed. She did a dormy round while we were at Abendessen last night and confiscated a lot of things that school girls should have no use for.

Apparently there was a party in the staff room last night.

I hid it in my knicker pocket!

I woke up thirsty last night and heard lots of jollity from the staff room.

Believe it or not they were playing some sort of progressive games. Bill had her knickers on her head sat on the table( huh hope matron sees her)and Miss Wilmott was batting what looked like flying corks!

Looked jolly fun for one of our Saturday nights.

What japes Happy . I've managed to sneak out some schnapps from dinner.

I can't wait for the literary party Summer. Can I come as Virginia Wolfe or is she too modern and subversive?

I'm reading Lavender (another for the baby names thread?) and the triplets are going to be 3 in November... the same age as they were in Highland twins

I've never read any of the war ones before, I think my original collection jumped from Exile to Mary-Lou.

I think they may have got food poisoning during their party. Miss Everett, Bill, Miss Stewart and Miss Burns have been vomiting all morning apparently, and Miss Annersley is as white as a sheet.

By the way, who drew that moustache and beard on the beautiful portrait of Madame in the hall? It was perfectly pristine when we were going to bed last night.

Ooh Virginia Woolf sounds ripping Stokey.

I've managed to pilfer a book called 'Radclyffe Hall' from Bill's room. Does anyone know what it's about? She had it covered with brown paper and stuffed down the side of her chair so it must be a good read

Nell, she's moved on to Fanny Hill now - found it under my Sunday hat. I'm in bed eating bread and milk (quite tasty actually!) but obviously I can't tell you what Miss Annersley said to me. Suffice to say that I am now going to be a proper CS girl (going to let my perm grow out and donate my scarlet nail varnish and lipstick to Vic Cole's brother's new girlfriend).

Does that mean our literary afternoons are finished Tinuviel .

Unless anyone has a copy of Gone with the Wind. I do still have the brandy though. Purely for medicinal purposes only. I'll just stick a couple of aspirin in it (like Matey does in Shocks!) and we won't care about reading a book!

Jolly good. I shall rob some meths from the science lab as Bill is too hungover to care feeling unwell and won't notice. Between that and the aspirins we should fill in the afternoon quite well while the others are gardening and playing tennis.

Mrs Maynard was there too but I heard Sally go round the moon telling Bill that she couldn't do the corks as all her control had gone!

Not sure what that meant. But she was laughing too and her ear phones were down. Hair pins everywhere.

Dr Jack was there too with big jugs of milk.

summer must have been that frightfully commen new girl called Diana. Her family are in trade so what do you expect.

I thought the staff were having a bridge party last night .
I saw Miss Annersley going into the staff room with two packs of cards.

By the way, did someone drop a laundry basket in the staff room? There are pants and bras and stockings all over the floor.

My lambs, I looked out of the window last night and I think I saw a ghost. It looked rather like a naked Nancy Wilmot streaking around the lawn, but that can't be right, so I'm going with the ghost theory.

That's creepy. I saw that ghost as well, only I thought it looked like Jack Maynard wearing one sock and Matey's cap. Do you think we shouldn't have eaten that cheese at Abendessen?

I hate to imagine what you might have seen if you'd been up at midnight eating raw bacon...

And why is nobody singing to all these poorly mistresses? How will they ever get better without a Red Sarafan or two?

I believe Joey did offer to sing but apparently whatever virus they've picked up makes them very sensitive to noise - even a pure golden singing voice.

Ooh, can you imagine anything worse than experiencing Mary-Lou's bell-like tones on a hangover?

Matey's just surfaced. She doesn't look at all well. She went quite green when I offered her one of my birthday chocs and didn't even notice that my hair was in a pony tail.

Maybe she needs a copy of Lady Chatterley? Or that book of Bill's...

Or some hot milk. D'oh.

It's all because you lot will funk your cold bath in the morning.

Lot of sissies.

Who's up for a bracing game of leapfrog quick before Blossom Willoughby turns up and maims someone?

I've just seen 'Plato' asleep behind the petunia bed. He does look rough. I wonder has he caught that bug that seems to be doing the rounds?

Miss Annersley has taken to her bed now.
Any hope the Prees might have a party tonight? Then we'd have the run of the place. We might even ask some of the boys from St Cedric's to come over for a game of tennis. I bags play doubles with that hunky headboy.