to have forgotten what went with frangipan?

[Hullygully]

Skips prettily about the vast empty potentiality of the empty Hall and awaits.

You mean she won't be Nigella Gibbon?

Here in IPOAT land, she will be forever Nigella Gibbon .....

See I remember her becoming electrical, but not why..gnashes teeth. Was something to do with sparks.

Nigella Gibbon

What an accomplised gel she is going to be!

Raised on maiden juice, bestowed with the kindness and love of here mama and the wisdom and wit of her many aunts....

Is it too soon to introduce her to the crinoline? Perhaps a boned babygro to accustom her gradually?

And it's never too early for the harpsichord.

I shall tatt her a crinoline forthwith.

How proud we will be when she swoons for the first time...

[dewey eyed]

I have ordered her a Moses basket in the shape of a Phaeton.

Should we begin the search for a dancing master?

YY
let us make her a crinoline - Gibbon will be showing her how useful they are by now...

So practical, and yet so feminine.

Have the kid gloves been ordered?

Hully meets Nigella for the first time (with apologies to Nigella for the unflattering picture).

The Ambassador is the father!

Hully is alarmed when The baby's aunts arrive to admire her lustrousness

That is possibly the best title ever.

Touché!

Drat. Now my touché does not scan!

That would also be a good title: Lawks! My Touche does not Scan

Thats not fair. You could have used a picture from my best side

I thought it quite flattering - at least your wart is unseen.

ahem. That is a teeny tiny mole....

Bless you. I have always admired the way you keep smiling

Poor Nigella. How scared she will be to meet her loving aunts.

Where is gibbon? We need tales of her lying in.