“Honestly, Geoffrey, a Pantomime?"

Geoffrey looked across at him, trying not to laugh.

“You never told me it was a Pantomime you were dragging me to- I thought it would be proper theatre; this is England, for goodness’ sake.”

Oliver was scuffing one of his shoes into the dirt, hands jammed in his pockets. Ellen rolled her eyes, but kept her hand ( Read more... )

 December 21st

Shared morning shower with Benton to save time. Then with Ray Kowalski. Then with Ray Vecchio. Then Harding. Am not sure if they understand the principles of water preservation. However, I now understand about ‘dropping the soap’. It explains the interesting prison movie Ray rented. Hmm.

There is now water in my ear. It makes my ( Read more... )

 So yes, funerals. I went to one today, for a lifelong depressive who had committed suicide. I liked her- she was a warm, friendly person who was kind to me when I was little, and sang christmas carols, and had really big earrings and necklaces that seemed to be made out of scrap metal. And her death was such a shock to me, because I knew she was a ( Read more... )

December 19th

Baked Christmas cake. Apparently, Mark likes licks.

I like licks, too. May have to wash hair now. The back of my neck feels sticky. Cake in oven, mixing bowl washed up and put away. Mark still likes licking. This will bear further investigation.

Found a Santa outfit in a goodwill store. Bought it. It’s in Harding’s size. Informed him ( Read more... )

December 18th

More snow. Got up early to make snow fort. May possibly have gone a little overboard. I admit, the moat and crenulations were pure whimsy, but the trebuchet served a purpose. Waiting until Ray Kowalski opened our bedroom window then firing a volley of snowballs was a little childish. Funny, though. Very funny. Tee hee hee hee hee.

Ray ( Read more... )

December 17th

The Rays had a fistfight today.

Diefenbaker informs me it is the influence of the moon.

Whatever it was, they have made out up. I like it when they make up. There is a joy in peace, reconciliation-

Sex. Plenty of sex. Hmm. When is the next full moon?

I like Mark. Very demanding for a Canadian. Will ask Benton if we can keep him. May ( Read more... )

December 16th

Put finishing touches to Benton’s present. Hope he likes it. Snowfall today- we went skating. Exhilarating; mother used to call me her little snowflake. Apparently, I am even more graceful on the ice than I am on the ground. Both Rays fell over. Frequently. Mark came along too- apparently he is staying for Christmas. Have no ( Read more... )

December 15th
Decorated tree. Mort had somehow procured a figure of a member of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police with a halo and wings. The Uniform is accurate, so have no objections. Meg, I think, has her doubts, but they were assuaged when Francesca pronounced the doll ‘adorable’. I trust Francesca- her taste in clothing is impeccably classy, ( Read more... )

December 14th

Judy Garland in Easter Parade. So pretty. Ate some biscuits. Played ‘Meet me in St. Louis’ on my mouth organ. Sounded pleasingly original. Huey came around today. Wanted help with a love poem to Dewey. Apparently, he wasn't actually laughing at the comedian, he was sneezing. We all ended up sat around the table thinking of ways to ( Read more... )

The boots have been sold. My mouth organ consoles me. I will be brave and strong. But I could have had shiny red feet! Shiny pointy red feet, and it would have been so pretty! And shiny! And red! Not even playing 'Nine to Five' on my mouth organ can make me feel better. Dolly Parton would never have had this difficulty. I will turn to my other ( Read more... )