Once more the drawbridge is down and I am throwing the doors open to you all. Her Ladyship is a little delayed - no doubt high tea has developed into an evening soiree, such is the way with the aristocracy. However I did not want anyone to be waiting outside in this chill damp air.
The buffet sideboard is as usual laden with delights and I have a huge pot of freshly made wild mushroom soup on the Aga.
This week's guest Tailcock is the 'Biker-boot' a real kick-start to the night and does 0-60 erm, very quickly.
My contribution to the Rofl:
4 rolled up newspapers
Empty cookie tin (model of a tractor)
2 pairs of fishnet pop sox (one lilac one lime)
Gramercy your Felineship. Delighted to find you with a glowing pelt and a cold nose after your recent indisposition. Or perhaps it was indatposition.
Please hide my coat carefully. I found it much too easily last week.