Dear Diary,
Oh how nice it is to be feted at every turn. The breakfast Mrs Crutchlow provided this morning, though usually more than adequate, was a veritable feast.
The house is bursting from the rafters with happiness. I even found Ned singing in the garden while he was removing a tree trunk from the ground. To be honest it sounded more like a wail and a moan but from his demeanour I recognised it to be a kind of singing.
"How gay everyone is today," I noted to him as I wandered past. He stopped tugging on his stump.
"I'm not," he quickly retorted, looking quite indignant, "I told you..."
"I know I have just enjoyed a breakfast fit for a King, but I yearn for a fruity nibble," I went on. "I fancy your plums, Ned."
What a pair I enjoyed. Both a good size and ripe for the taking. I sat feeling content beneath the tree, my chin running with their sweet juice.
Kristin Chenowith - Home
14 years ago
9 comments:
I like your manner of writing it sounds old english or so i don't know how to describe it but i do like it.Brings me back in time c:
Dear Wayne,
How nice to hear you had an enjoyable day with everyone beaming gayness your way. You deserve to bask in glory for a time. I must tell you however that it is cruel of you to tease me so with such a delicious description of Ned's ripe plums and how their delectable sweet juices ran down your lucky chin.
Enviously yours,
B.
Oh, Wayne, call me a silly goose, but I sense that they're feeding the sacrificial lamb!
-h
I like to read your diary...
Keep posting and greetings from me..
Just visiting you ... nice !!
WOW! .. you need to write a book, man! Absolutely Fabulous! .. thank-you for visiting my site and leaving your link!
CamPK
Wayne, Whence come these many youths?
-h
Oh plums! Full and juicy - nothing like them, I say! Just last night my Lord Merton, who toasted me with a bumper, was returned the favour as I jiggled a couple of mine his way - fun was had by all...
Sincerely,
Beau
My dear distant 'Hakan?'
I move in mysterious ways.
Yours surreptitiously,
Wayne Austen
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