(Dear IPOATthe Fourth, that a happy ending is altogether unlikely?

[Hullygully]

Or not?

Widow - surely you sayeth not that your dp is like Frenchy?

Twas a most uncomfortable night aboard the balloon I must say. Let us hope that we maight sight India today and attain a jewelled elephant.

I am a little that my retort to her was to be a slightly bigger arse. Although I will never see a size 0 again...
[sigh]

Hully sweetums . It is in Murcia.
Charlie boy does really well in warm weather for reasons we cannot quite understand - and yet he is also bizzarely pale and burns easily.So we bought a big open plan apartment where he can be in the sunlight but protected IYSWIM while we get to live outside for half terms and short hols.
DD can go and play with mates by the pool on her own.Dh can speak pretty good Spainish so I can pretend it is faintly useful although if you go in the summer any shots fired into the pool would only kill fat blokes from Chelmsford.

Poncey or what

No, the other dp. You know, the deluded bigoted one.

'Twas lucky we were able to find a favourable wind to bear us so swiftly cross the continents. I do believe that if you squint, you will see the Himalaya in the distance there! My, but it is chilly so high in the sky. It is good fortune indeed that we had tatted such sturdy pantalettes before we were freed from the bonds of matrimony.

Goodmorning lovely ladies....I slept the sleep of the just and arise from the balloon floor refreshed! I wonder where we are now?

Breakfast anyone?

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Murcia sounds fab, Pag. ds' dyspraxia means he is hypersensitive and so loves his days outdoors with sod all on in the summer.

Took a quick peek at Frenchie and she is bewailing all the shit stirring and anti-stepmummy feelings on her thread...boo hoo.

umami standing aloof and muttering

is there anything for breakfast... pancakes, some eggs benedict... a little rum?

, um, I have some eggnogg, would that work?

my, those pink palaces on the lakes look divine, Shall we set down our craft anon?

ah yes, eggnog will suffice. How kind of you.

Let us set down soon but please may we check most thoroughly for sweaty maurauding locals before we affix firmly upon a spot - I would not want to be disappointed having travelled so far....

what think you, ladies, does this suit our purpose?

Tatted such sturdy pantalettes..tee hee

Pink palaces of Rajasthan do you say? Must be Jaipur. Jodphur's are blue I fancy. Udaipur has a very lovely white palace on an island in the midst of the lake, that sometimes shines pink at dawn, mayhap we are there?

We must take great care as to disembarkation, Mme Pag is quite correct, I fear we may not survive further close local encounters.. What IS that noise from yon trunk?

(Returning briefly to Frenchy, wriggling on her slide, I don't think she gives a shit about the ex, and I do think the ex's disengagement is all too plausible, it's her obsessiveness with The Plan that drives her on. They clearly have A Plan for the children and the ex threatens it. I don't think she gives a toss beyond that.)

Murica? Muy Bien. Muchas gracias.

yes yes! How very lovely

Will we need to swim? I am entirely prepared

I say, those chaps look rather splendid, shall we ask them for directions?

Why Pag! Do you have the dropsy? You look...inflated. Fetching, but inflated. And most unfemininely sunburnt.

How shiny the locals are! it must be the coco butter stuff.

yes, and a touch wooden in their greetings. Mayhap they do not like strange visitors to their secret palaces?

and look - there is Penis Dog! How I have missed him... can he come on our adventures? In the glorious tales of MMe Le Blyton there was always a charming woffer

It is most unkind to discuss my curves. I am a little inflated - I consumed that egg nog a little speedily is all

I fear we have blown all efforts at a discreet arrival. let us hope the maharajah is at home, I am sure he will appreciate meeting a Princess of the BLOOD.

@ pag's link

Oh we are here! Hurrah!

Oh look! How thoughtful! Lots of maharajah bearing balloons have come to greet us.

Get down Penis Dog! (Whoever the hell you are)

what a beautiful vista...
I am all a quiver

Penis Dog is actually PenisDogPenis - the result of a very unfortunate typo some years ago. You may call him PenisDog. Don't let him do that to your leg, the dry cleaning almost never deals with it thoroughly...

The infamous 'PenisDog'

(I felt v brave goggling that little treasure)

does anyone have any nice local fashion items? I had packed my Disney Princess Jasmin costume but after my egg nog it seems a little snug

obv I goggled at it after googling it.

(me thinks Gibbon has waited many years for an oppertunity to post that.....)