King Michael of Lanna brings his family & I hitch a ride
I've managed at last to wake up the sleeping Naga king and Queen Aho, Lady
Eleanor and myself King Michael of Lanna are aboard and winging our way
towards Helston. Anyone else here in the antipodes need a lift? Shout and
we'll swoop down and collect you...
This is for Eleanor and any other little girl known to us - when I was small, there were paper dolls which you could cut out, and dresses too with little tabs to fold over & hold them on. This lovely blog is just what you need over Christmas Eleanor http://www.joechip.net/liana/ . You might even find a party dress to come to the ball in!
And Michael, this time I knew immediately what you were talking about - but the others might have forgotten, & I can't find a good picture - can you send one in please?
|Part of the 90 Mile Beach|
King Michael replies:
Changed course... swooping down the Monaro Highway, over Cann River and along the Princes Highway to Lakes Entrance... turn sharp right along noinety mile
beach and there you are!
There are seats up there along the Naga's back. Don't worry, you won't fall off 'cos he is magical of course. ;-)
Eleanor says sawaadee kaar. (Which, I discovered using the magical internet, means Hello in Thai!
ขอบคุณคุณเจ้าหญิงน้อย - that means thank you Little Princess - I think!!)OK, we better get a move on 'cos the festivities will be starting very soon...
Very Great Aunt Grace joins the party with Duchess Daft - welcome Very Great Aunt Grace!
|Very Great Aunt Grace|
(I think VGA Grace is right, such lovely eyes she has!)Me, I'm not in competition. I'll just stay quietly in a corner with Nipper and Tuck and yearning for Butch Cassidy (alias Paul)to arrive and then I'll sit in front of him on his horse (there's still room for one on the back, if any one would care to jump on), and we'll sing Raindrops Are Falling on my Head. How about you, Jennie?
The party would not be complete without Paul - the others can have John, Paul is much more my line! What a threesome we'll make!Merry Christmas, Duchess Daft
Janet & Mistress Agnes are rounding Bishop's Rock (we hope!)
We are now heading round Land's End in freezing fog. Even I'm at the home brew. We will certainly need warming up when we arrive in Helston. Mistress Agnes is trying to think of ways to snare herself a dancing partner. With competition like Very great aunt Grace what chance does she stand? Is that Bishop Rock Lighthouse I spy in the distance or is it the glow of one of the parrots' bare little bottoms?
Put your back into the rowing Mistress A I want to arrive in time to fashion a garland for the furry dancing.
Janet - somewhere near Bishop's Rock (do hope you stay clear of those rocks Janet, it look treacherous! Wish you had that strong smuggler/pirate chap on board!)
Mistress Agnes is remarkable for her age ... must be all that comfrey.
Thanks for the pics Janet, I shall put them in the appropriate places! Not THERE, silly!!
Catherine and the cats on board the Wyrm seen over Kynance Cove
|How's this for an approximation of the Wyrm? Wouldn't want to risk insulting it!|
More from Catherine, our Wyrm-keeper
Likewise the Nunnington Wyrm is a friendly individual - he is so pleased to get out from under his hillside (where he has been hiding since about 1000 AD) that he is always on his best behaviour. He only eats once a year and has just feasted in Brittany so presents absolutely no risk to anyone, human or avian. The Beasts of Bodmin and Ryedale are mighty hunters but only of rodent pests (feathers give them indigestion!) so the parrots should be fine!
Buddha and welcomes people to temples. He may look a little scary but he is a