-Here I was, dancing the Conga, just like Fred insisted, with the hip thrust and click, rather than one, two, three KICK - and bingo, found out that I too was losing pinned-in false curls, destroying my coiffure. (Mr. Fred does it once a month, you know, whether tis needed or not, and since it was Christmastide, he put extra grease in as well.) Well, that edifice came rapidly apart, especially when I snapped my head back. One side was rather elegant, with all my hair pinned up, and t'other, flying, tumbling locks, and curls extending past my shoulders! Very haphazard! . Then I realized, it was the bewitching hour, and time to depart! . Not quite like Cinderella - not a'tall. We took our leave of all our friends, both old and new, and wished everyone the Merriest of Christmases, and all the Joy in the New Year their hearts could hold. Then the girls and I - along with the indomitable Shadow - climbed into an aptly named dog-cart, and the trusty pony conveyed us straight into the Boulders, I believe, out on the Bodmin Moor. T'was rather dank and chilly, as fog had formed in the low-lying areas, so sounds were muffled, and seemed to come from every direction; from somewhere, two owls boomed out their mating calls to one another, while a fox stepped silently and smartly across our path, then stopped and turned right toward us with a rather smug look on his face. He paused a full moment, then turned back and trotted off at a brisk pace, disappearing softly into the fog. When we reached the proper area, we decamped from the cart, and strode over to the absolute center of the stones, then waited. Sure enough, the "special balloon" (aka Tardis) suddenly appeared. The doors opened, we stepped in, and zippety-do-dah, we were home! Just in time to smell those ginger cookies baking, and complete wrapping presents. Oh dear! Just noticed the Truffles I started making before going on our adventure aren't finished! Does anyone know how to temper chocolate for those wonderful, hard, shiny outer shells? HELP NEEDED HERE!! Bet my father-in-law enjoys his present - a jar of scrumpy!!! My sister will receive the combs I wore in my hair, now that Mr. Fred's work has been undone, and for my husband, some real, antique leg irons, for his collection. You folks certainly do know how to throw a party!!! Till next year, m'dears. Julianna and the Girls, plus Shadow, a wonderful black cat > Date: Tue, 25 Dec 2012 00:17:53 +0000 > From: olifant@optushome.com.au > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! > > Always happy to help damsels in distress :-) > a peck on the cheek is reward enough ! > > Now to do the Conga ... 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry wyrm, tatties were lovely) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Messers Astaire) > > With all these boa constrictors floating through the air you'd think we > were in the Congo :-) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Guv'nor) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (I think I remember Gregory Peck from previous parties !) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (which version of the Hallelujah Chorus would that be ... > from this era, or some distant future / alternate universe ?) > > 1, 2. 3 kicking exuberantly (why has everyone else left the dance floor ?) > > perhaps I could do the Can-Can if I hitch up my potato sack so it is > likened to a Scottish kirtel ? > > yeeeeeee-haw !! > > On 24/12/2012 18:06, hlmw wrote: > > Part of my red feather boa is missing .. hmm. Being full of Scrumpy and > > Afro-dizzy-act I have decided to change my attire for something more > > suitable for the dance - a ballerina skirt in layers of gold netting covered > > with golden LED lights that light up whether there is sun or not. I will > > glow for miles. The top is barely there, a couple of more LEDs and that is > > that. I will change my jewel-studded Cowgirl Hat for a Sapphire-covered > > Tiara that will flash as I twist and turn on the dance floor with each man > > as he flits by, but first I must do the Can Can ( my speciality) to liven up > > the ballroom. People on the spaceship will think I am a lighthouse... aha, > > here we go... grab the skirts, fling them from side to side, leg up above my > > head and twirl.... to much applause. Now for the splits - down we go, > > oooooooooooh, I can't get up. Thanks Ed, I am glad you are here to help. Now > > I am covered in burned potato skins with a few red feathers ... ah, well... > > who expected Gregory Peck? > > Following my dazzling performance on the dance floor I have been asked to > > sing the Hallelujah Chorus all by myself. How delightful, it is thrilling > > that people remember my past performances. JohnO would never let me sing, > > only hum softly. > > The parrots, in their little Fred Astaire attire are gathering the > > animals, (Yes, even the Wyrm) all wearing their feather boas, out on the > > dance floor for the Conga Line... there they go ... Ay, Ay, Conga... > > 1 and 2 and 3 kick, 1 and 2 and 3 kick - Ay, Ay, Conga! I think we ought to > > join them... > > > > ------------------------------- > > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. 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Mistress Agnes and Mrs P are bowing out now - going back to their world where Christmas is banned - please don't tell the authorities they've been celebrating. Wassail one and all. Mistress A -----Original Message----- From: Julia Mosman Sent: Tuesday, December 25, 2012 4:37 AM To: cornish@rootsweb.com Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! -Here I was, dancing the Conga, just like Fred insisted, with the hip thrust and click, rather than one, two, three KICK - and bingo, found out that I too was losing pinned-in false curls, destroying my coiffure. (Mr. Fred does it once a month, you know, whether tis needed or not, and since it was Christmastide, he put extra grease in as well.) Well, that edifice came rapidly apart, especially when I snapped my head back. One side was rather elegant, with all my hair pinned up, and t'other, flying, tumbling locks, and curls extending past my shoulders! Very haphazard! . Then I realized, it was the bewitching hour, and time to depart! . Not quite like Cinderella - not a'tall. We took our leave of all our friends, both old and new, and wished everyone the Merriest of Christmases, and all the Joy in the New Year their hearts could hold. Then the girls and I - along with the indomitable Shadow - climbed into an aptly named dog-cart, and the trusty pony conveyed us straight into the Boulders, I believe, out on the Bodmin Moor. T'was rather dank and chilly, as fog had formed in the low-lying areas, so sounds were muffled, and seemed to come from every direction; from somewhere, two owls boomed out their mating calls to one another, while a fox stepped silently and smartly across our path, then stopped and turned right toward us with a rather smug look on his face. He paused a full moment, then turned back and trotted off at a brisk pace, disappearing softly into the fog. When we reached the proper area, we decamped from the cart, and strode over to the absolute center of the stones, then waited. Sure enough, the "special balloon" (aka Tardis) suddenly appeared. The doors opened, we stepped in, and zippety-do-dah, we were home! Just in time to smell those ginger cookies baking, and complete wrapping presents. Oh dear! Just noticed the Truffles I started making before going on our adventure aren't finished! Does anyone know how to temper chocolate for those wonderful, hard, shiny outer shells? HELP NEEDED HERE!! Bet my father-in-law enjoys his present - a jar of scrumpy!!! My sister will receive the combs I wore in my hair, now that Mr. Fred's work has been undone, and for my husband, some real, antique leg irons, for his collection. You folks certainly do know how to throw a party!!! Till next year, m'dears. Julianna and the Girls, plus Shadow, a wonderful black cat > Date: Tue, 25 Dec 2012 00:17:53 +0000 > From: olifant@optushome.com.au > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! > > Always happy to help damsels in distress :-) > a peck on the cheek is reward enough ! > > Now to do the Conga ... 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry wyrm, tatties were lovely) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Messers Astaire) > > With all these boa constrictors floating through the air you'd think we > were in the Congo :-) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Guv'nor) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (I think I remember Gregory Peck from previous parties !) > > 1, 2, 3 kick (which version of the Hallelujah Chorus would that be ... > from this era, or some distant future / alternate universe ?) > > 1, 2. 3 kicking exuberantly (why has everyone else left the dance floor ?) > > perhaps I could do the Can-Can if I hitch up my potato sack so it is > likened to a Scottish kirtel ? > > yeeeeeee-haw !! > > On 24/12/2012 18:06, hlmw wrote: > > Part of my red feather boa is missing .. hmm. Being full of Scrumpy and > > Afro-dizzy-act I have decided to change my attire for something more > > suitable for the dance - a ballerina skirt in layers of gold netting > > covered > > with golden LED lights that light up whether there is sun or not. I will > > glow for miles. The top is barely there, a couple of more LEDs and that > > is > > that. I will change my jewel-studded Cowgirl Hat for a Sapphire-covered > > Tiara that will flash as I twist and turn on the dance floor with each > > man > > as he flits by, but first I must do the Can Can ( my speciality) to > > liven up > > the ballroom. People on the spaceship will think I am a lighthouse... > > aha, > > here we go... grab the skirts, fling them from side to side, leg up > > above my > > head and twirl.... to much applause. Now for the splits - down we go, > > oooooooooooh, I can't get up. Thanks Ed, I am glad you are here to help. > > Now > > I am covered in burned potato skins with a few red feathers ... ah, > > well... > > who expected Gregory Peck? > > Following my dazzling performance on the dance floor I have been asked > > to > > sing the Hallelujah Chorus all by myself. How delightful, it is > > thrilling > > that people remember my past performances. JohnO would never let me > > sing, > > only hum softly. > > The parrots, in their little Fred Astaire attire are gathering the > > animals, (Yes, even the Wyrm) all wearing their feather boas, out on the > > dance floor for the Conga Line... there they go ... Ay, Ay, Conga... > > 1 and 2 and 3 kick, 1 and 2 and 3 kick - Ay, Ay, Conga! I think we ought > > to > > join them... > > > > ------------------------------- > > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to > > CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject > > line and body text. 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Dang, my surfboard gor caught up in a tsunami and I couldn't make the waves send me to the U.K. I ended up in Ulaangom, Mongolia (they were really high waves!) and it took awhile to get out of there. I had to walk back to Cornwall and the GPS on my board wasn't working right so I kept getting lost. None of the locals spoke English and kept trying to steal my surfboard. I finally met the Dalai Lama on a mountain path and because he does speak English we pointed me in the right direction. He sure giggles a lot but I think the high altitude made him giddy. He sent me off with a prayer that ended with "Cowabunga, Dude!". (I think he picked that up on his visit to San Diego last year.) Anyway, did I miss anything??????? Jan in San Diego ----- Original Message ----- From: "Julia Mosman" <jwmos99@msn.com> To: <cornish@rootsweb.com> Sent: Monday, December 24, 2012 8:37 PM Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! > > -Here I was, dancing the Conga, just like Fred insisted, with the hip > thrust and click, rather than one, two, three KICK - and bingo, found out > that I too was losing pinned-in false curls, destroying my coiffure. (Mr. > Fred does it once a month, you know, whether tis needed or not, and since > it was Christmastide, he put extra grease in as well.) Well, that edifice > came rapidly apart, especially when I snapped my head back. One side was > rather elegant, with all my hair pinned up, and t'other, flying, tumbling > locks, and curls extending past my shoulders! Very haphazard! > . > Then I realized, it was the bewitching hour, and time to depart! > . > Not quite like Cinderella - not a'tall. We took our leave of all our > friends, both old and new, and wished everyone the Merriest of > Christmases, and all the Joy in the New Year their hearts could hold. Then > the girls and I - along with the indomitable Shadow - climbed into an > aptly named dog-cart, and the trusty pony conveyed us straight into the > Boulders, I believe, out on the Bodmin Moor. T'was rather dank and chilly, > as fog had formed in the low-lying areas, so sounds were muffled, and > seemed to come from every direction; from somewhere, two owls boomed out > their mating calls to one another, while a fox stepped silently and > smartly across our path, then stopped and turned right toward us with a > rather smug look on his face. He paused a full moment, then turned back > and trotted off at a brisk pace, disappearing softly into the fog. > > When we reached the proper area, we decamped from the cart, and strode > over to the absolute center of the stones, then waited. Sure enough, the > "special balloon" (aka Tardis) suddenly appeared. The doors opened, we > stepped in, and zippety-do-dah, we were home! Just in time to smell those > ginger cookies baking, and complete wrapping presents. Oh dear! Just > noticed the Truffles I started making before going on our adventure aren't > finished! Does anyone know how to temper chocolate for those wonderful, > hard, shiny outer shells? HELP NEEDED HERE!! Bet my father-in-law enjoys > his present - a jar of scrumpy!!! My sister will receive the combs I wore > in my hair, now that Mr. Fred's work has been undone, and for my husband, > some real, antique leg irons, for his collection. > > You folks certainly do know how to throw a party!!! Till next year, > m'dears. > > > Julianna and the Girls, plus Shadow, a wonderful black cat > > > >> Date: Tue, 25 Dec 2012 00:17:53 +0000 >> From: olifant@optushome.com.au >> To: cornish@rootsweb.com >> Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 - Conga Line - 1, 2, 3 kick ! >> >> Always happy to help damsels in distress :-) >> a peck on the cheek is reward enough ! >> >> Now to do the Conga ... 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry wyrm, tatties were lovely) >> >> 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Messers Astaire) >> >> With all these boa constrictors floating through the air you'd think we >> were in the Congo :-) >> >> 1, 2, 3 kick (sorry Guv'nor) >> >> 1, 2, 3 kick (I think I remember Gregory Peck from previous parties !) >> >> 1, 2, 3 kick (which version of the Hallelujah Chorus would that be ... >> from this era, or some distant future / alternate universe ?) >> >> 1, 2. 3 kicking exuberantly (why has everyone else left the dance floor >> ?) >> >> perhaps I could do the Can-Can if I hitch up my potato sack so it is >> likened to a Scottish kirtel ? >> >> yeeeeeee-haw !! >> >> On 24/12/2012 18:06, hlmw wrote: >> > Part of my red feather boa is missing .. hmm. Being full of Scrumpy and >> > Afro-dizzy-act I have decided to change my attire for something more >> > suitable for the dance - a ballerina skirt in layers of gold netting >> > covered >> > with golden LED lights that light up whether there is sun or not. I >> > will >> > glow for miles. The top is barely there, a couple of more LEDs and that >> > is >> > that. I will change my jewel-studded Cowgirl Hat for a Sapphire-covered >> > Tiara that will flash as I twist and turn on the dance floor with each >> > man >> > as he flits by, but first I must do the Can Can ( my speciality) to >> > liven up >> > the ballroom. People on the spaceship will think I am a lighthouse... >> > aha, >> > here we go... grab the skirts, fling them from side to side, leg up >> > above my >> > head and twirl.... to much applause. Now for the splits - down we go, >> > oooooooooooh, I can't get up. Thanks Ed, I am glad you are here to >> > help. Now >> > I am covered in burned potato skins with a few red feathers ... ah, >> > well... >> > who expected Gregory Peck? >> > Following my dazzling performance on the dance floor I have been asked >> > to >> > sing the Hallelujah Chorus all by myself. How delightful, it is >> > thrilling >> > that people remember my past performances. JohnO would never let me >> > sing, >> > only hum softly. >> > The parrots, in their little Fred Astaire attire are gathering the >> > animals, (Yes, even the Wyrm) all wearing their feather boas, out on >> > the >> > dance floor for the Conga Line... there they go ... Ay, Ay, Conga... >> > 1 and 2 and 3 kick, 1 and 2 and 3 kick - Ay, Ay, Conga! I think we >> > ought to >> > join them... >> > >> > ------------------------------- >> > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to >> > CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject >> > line and body text. 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