Hard as it is for me to admit, not everything requires garnishing with a cherry on a stick. And there are limits to what one can demand from crème de menthe. It certainly doesn’t need to be on fire.

You really can’t be left to your own devices for five minutes, can you?

It is, indeed! At a lovely little village called — well, I shouldn’t say, but it begins with Tad…

Were she here today? The Locksport Almanac by Schuyler Towne. I may be wrong, but I believe the pin locking mechanism was after her time.

I was thinking brafternoon tea, if we’re considering portmanteau meals.

I’m sure something could be arranged 💛

It is rather splendid, isn’t it? I’m so pleased you had the chance to meet in person! I may pop in to see all the shenanigans this afternoon when I come to collect it.

https://youtu.be/Tw4l29ek3J8 I do enjoy a good pun. Or a bad pun.

Very much still in the works! I’ve been unforgiveably lax in making preparations and marshalling Crowley’s technologically-minded rats. Once this weekend’s Ineffable festivities are past, I shall revisit the matter — I was very excited by the enthusiastic response! 💛

Home made really are the best 💛 After a few attempts, anyway. And a new rockery. And the RSPCA coming round to complain.

“I’m doing the best that I can right now.” Perhaps tomorrow your best will be better.

That’s all right. I’m sure you’re doing your best.

Have you mastered those chopsticks yet?

Caffeine.

How utterly delightful! 💛 Do please give my very fondest wishes to Tiny Az. And happy Pride! 🌈