well there they go ... with all their fancy fripperies and strange creatures :) and here am I all alone ... except for snoring warders so I tip toe to a corner, and burrow under a pile of potato sacks and hope come morning, what with scrumpy hangovers and sore feet, the warders will not go far a-hunting and that the Guv'nor will have forgotten the (accidental to be sure) kick in the pantaloons and not be awanting me head on a pike !! and so it was, that come the middle of Christmas day, I was able to slide through the gates of Bodmin Gaol, and tramp across that sober moor, and head for Blisland (aptly named) where my fore-fathers and kith and kin are all gathered ... and I shall regale them all that night, with strange and wonderous tales of Wyrms, and a strange device called a BBQ, and a (blushing) dance called the can-can and another called the conga, and of strange contraptions ... the strangest being, a lead & wooden balloon, coloured blue, with a flashing light on top that made the most strange and eerie noises as it vapourised ... still no one believed me, and come Boxing Day I shall doubtless be in the village stocks, being boxed, for telling fabulous fibs and tall tales :D Happy New Year ever one ... until Christmas 2013 ! On 25/12/2012 07:28, janet@few4.orangehome.co.uk wrote: > 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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