I am here in class writing lines as usual. Note - not doing lines cos that would be against the rules and make me sneeze. Alas and alack I shall have to depart early this evening (as in about nowish) because a cask of the estates well aged bonded malt is being broached, and severely tasted to boot. Naturally Zelda is cockahoop about this event and sends you all her love. She found an old Poaroid camera in one of the outhouses the other day. She took it to a talented young photographer chap to find out if it was still operational as it had a film cassette inside it. She said she found the result most satisfying when, having taking a sample picture, he told her to pull it out and wait until it developed. Iz Nibz is due back next week from swanning about south of the equator. An opportunity to overload his studio emails with welcome back sentiments. Must go. Just enough time to finish my lines. How do they go again? Oh yes - I must not.... Cheery toodle everyone!
Posted on: Thu, 06 Nov 2014 20:23:13 +0000