Ooh Julia, I too love roasted beast and am thinking of making my fortune by setting up a fast food chain serving roasted beast sandwiches. Meanwhile, I am in desperate trouble. I arrived at Bodmin Gaol and was wandering down a dismal corridor when a huge hairy prison officer seized me and accused me of trying to escape from prison and thrust me into a dismal, cold, damp grey cell where I am shivering in my chiffon frock and hobnail boots. I tried to protest my innocence by explaining that I had come into the prison, not escaping from it, and now I am charged with breaking into the prison - so all you guys had better be careful when you arrive! I have heard a tap-tap-tapping on the wall and have been tapping back and I think it must be Ed incarcerated in the next cell. Help, help, help, please come and rescue us. Meanwhile, a food parcel would not be sniffed at ... Best wishes, Joan who wishes she were back in Colorado!

Oh Dear! I've konked the Pilot over the head for insulting my delectable cookies, so don't have a big, burly man at hand just now!! However, we're zipping along rather quickly, and should be over your location quite soon. Perhaps with the help of a few friends, and a slightly dazed pilot, we might save you from your dire fate!! In the meantime, the marvelous red parrots can fly in your sustenance; the Wyrm has been coaxed to char you a bit of seafood, a la carte, and I've dropped more ginger cookies. Watch out for them, they're potent. On which level might you be incarcerated? Level one (morbid, morose, & chilly) or two (dankest, darkest, and despairing) of the dungeons, or are you being held in the "upstairs" cells, reserved for those not yet convicted for the crimes of which they're accused? The ones which allow a tiny sliver of hope to creep into your ravished heart. From the tapping, it sounds like the former - unless you're next to the kitchens, and are hearing the "tapping" of the butchers. Did you see a bit of demolished trifle along the way, as you were dragged into the cell? Didn't we get a PERMIT to hold this grand and glorious gala at the Gaol? YIKES! Tis but a minor matter, however. Once the Governor learns that his wife and he are attending - have heard she went to Truro to purchase a new striped silk gown from the very best dressmaker, so they're Definitely coming (she wouldn't miss her chance to show off that dress!!) - I'm sure he'll realize that an unfortunate gaff was made. No offense, and none taken, et cetera, et cetera. Perhaps Mistress Agnes and I should pay a call on our dear Governor, and present the case to him, along with a case of Woolly cider. I'm sure he'll soon see it our way, given our powers of persuasion.(And she can konk him over the head, should they fail!) (a man should never make a pass, at a lass with a pike....) As a last resort, I've gotten in touch with Mr. SHILSON - he of the silver-tongued tribe of lawyers - and he's assured me he will look into your case. The next Assizes aren't for 3 months, so there's plenty of time for him to develop your defence! In that case, I'm sure another set of gay curtains will spruce up the place. Perhaps a pillow or two?? So don't despair, help is on the way! Tempis is futgiting... or however that's spelled.... Julianna, and the Girls ---------------------------------------- > Date: Thu, 20 Dec 2012 22:20:13 -0500 > From: epistles@q.com > To: cornish@rootsweb.com > Subject: Re: [CORNISH] Party 2012 arrival > > Ooh Julia, I too love roasted beast and am thinking of making my fortune by setting up a fast food chain serving roasted beast sandwiches. Meanwhile, I am in desperate trouble. I arrived at Bodmin Gaol and was wandering down a dismal corridor when a huge hairy prison officer seized me and accused me of trying to escape from prison and thrust me into a dismal, cold, damp grey cell where I am shivering in my chiffon frock and hobnail boots. I tried to protest my innocence by explaining that I had come into the prison, not escaping from it, and now I am charged with breaking into the prison - so all you guys had better be careful when you arrive! I have heard a tap-tap-tapping on the wall and have been tapping back and I think it must be Ed incarcerated in the next cell. Help, help, help, please come and rescue us. Meanwhile, a food parcel would not be sniffed at ... > > Best wishes, Joan who wishes she were back in Colorado! > > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

TAP TAP indeed !! for some reason I seem to have troubles communicating this party year :-(( 'tis some obscure rule of my gaolers that is consigning my tap-taps to their midden On 21/12/2012 03:20, Joan in Colorado wrote: > Ooh Julia, I too love roasted beast and am thinking of making my fortune by setting up a fast food chain serving roasted beast sandwiches. Meanwhile, I am in desperate trouble. I arrived at Bodmin Gaol and was wandering down a dismal corridor when a huge hairy prison officer seized me and accused me of trying to escape from prison and thrust me into a dismal, cold, damp grey cell where I am shivering in my chiffon frock and hobnail boots. I tried to protest my innocence by explaining that I had come into the prison, not escaping from it, and now I am charged with breaking into the prison - so all you guys had better be careful when you arrive! I have heard a tap-tap-tapping on the wall and have been tapping back and I think it must be Ed incarcerated in the next cell. Help, help, help, please come and rescue us. Meanwhile, a food parcel would not be sniffed at ... > > Best wishes, Joan who wishes she were back in Colorado! > > > ------------------------------- > Subscribe to digest by sending an email to CORNISH-D-request@rootsweb.com with the word SUBSCRIBE in the subject line and body text. If you want, MIME digests, email CORNISH-admin@rootsweb.com. > > Unsubscribe from either by sending an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com. > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to CORNISH-request@rootsweb.com with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >