Delightfully Timely

Dear Lady Ursula

I thank you for your courteous and heartfelt correspondence even as I try to scribe while both fragranced hands are courting beverages: on the one hand, a lychee tini, in memory of lychees that remained in the aftermath of our Tini sessions; on the other hand, a luscious strawberry smoothie made with the yoghurt procured by your exhortation to avoid reductive percentages. Well, I never! I will never use any numbered yoghurt, 1 or 2 percent ever again having tasted how luxe the flavours embodied by this smoothie even as it is  virginal. Verily, my standards have been elevated like cleavage by a firmly conforming bustier! That strawberry smoothie is creaminess itself!

Wherever did you find that fantastic website and associated timepiece? To say it is a delight is as trivial as to say that firemen put out fires. It is eXtraordinary! Who are the folk who orchestrate such a fine science and what does it mean to generate and document such a span of connections? Just as I thought that nothing on the web surprises, here is an excellence of ingenuity that one could scarcely imagine that delectable. I am in awe: it is sooo Special. What a trove of the past! It expired in 2007 but I am sure there will be a reboot in shall i say it...good time? :)  Praise be the youths of that project!! and you to pass it on to me.

I too am asigh over the distances between the teas and tinis of past and those of the future, but I am of good faith that time's winged chariot will cover that ground sooner rather than later.

And also, I have now eliminated three people as contenders to the station of Lady Percy and my perplexity increases. Who is that rare lady to elude our memories? I am  miffed more than a mitten. Just the same I remain hopeful. The other day I remembered the last name of a student whose last name I had been trying to remember and perhaps the gate of memory will swing open again!

As you may know, I and the Lady Connor (aka Carroll) am off to Chicago tomorrow to observe the birthday of Queen Victoria but it seems inevitable to me that there should be some devotions to the Queen of Disco whose huffing, puffing, and soulful singing brought many a maiden to ladyhood, would you not agree?

I do hope the help is pulling its weight in the cleaning of the mansion in preparation for the arrival for the Lady Dowager with all her intercontinental hustle and bustle. Leave no dust mouse uncaught, advise your servants, for they multiply like sins! And plan her entertainment well, so as to wear her out with joyous animation!

A parting volley of strawberries your way, Lady Ursula, as we sorrow the fall of Andy Murray to  a Gasquet. And may you be as well over the weekend while I myself parry the wiles of NATO.