Well, here it is Christmas Eve. All the animals, the dancers and their sometimes ghostly partners are gathered in the ballroom having stuffed themselves on some of that weird food in the Banquet Room. The animals, wearing their feather boas, are dancing a dainty tap dance to "Tea for Two" -- Two for tea and tea for two and you for me and you for me and we for them and they for us and ... The Parrots are wearing their top hats and tails and swinging their canes-- whoops, it has suddenly turned into a lively Can Can with paws, claws, hoofs, tails kicking high . Everyone is dancing now. There goes Mistress Agnes, sorry to see her leave, on the other hand, less competition for me. The Busty Lady had an accident on the virtual circular stair-case on her way up to the ballroom. The parrots accidentally slipped the very large bowl of trifle onto the top of staircase just as she was coming up. It gathered speed as it flew round and round inside the lighthouse. I doubt that she will make it up to the ballroom... such a shame. Ah, here comes my partner . He looks better every year . His name is Gregory, a famous actor and Geoff, my Siwash Sweater wearing cousin is waiting for the next dance. I wonder if Ed will ask me to dance.I am wearing my glowing gown and tiara. He should be able to spot me in this crowd. Turn up the light Mr. Harbour Master so that the whole world can see all of us dancing this joyous Christmas Eve. Leaping Lorna of the Lit Up Lighthouse