I am no longer a lass. It was pleasing while it lasted. My tea seemed just a wee bit better for some..odd reason.

Now I'm going to make a whole heap of Darby Stones.

I-I have a new place to be rooming in, which is quite nice! Much better then that dreadful box in the alley. I would have informed about this post haste yesterday, but there has been a lot of confusion - and I don't think my chippy roommates like me much. So it has been rather tense here - I've been staying in my room with Margery, Hubert and ( Read more... )

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I have not located the tea house but the park had glorious floor-sugar! I..I am enjoying conversing with the inhabitates of this strange place using these odd devices - but have not fancied the chance at a face-to-face ( Read more... )

It is quite queer where my wanderings have lead me astray to some strange place.  I hope this is France, I have always wanted to go there.

Mangos. I have not touched these yet. I shant touch them either - till I am quite possitive they won't be squished.  Flat things are dreadful and ghastly.