Hallowe'en

Your Queen of Vampires is off to darkest London and in that great place I'll stalk the bitter streets imagining I'm sucking on throats back home in Transylvania.
And then, when it's dark, I'll fly back to the unsullied countryside to stab a bloodied Steak...

Words Are Good

I love words, they are my best friends so...
Get yourself a giant mug of drink because here's a very long list of words which make me laugh:

Bucket
Extension Lead
Implements
Ball
Dripping
Dumplings
Trumpet
Lounge
Creases
Pickle
Bounder
Exhaust
Pole
Guzzle
Chicken legs
Panda
Jelly
Batteries
Side Entrance
Back Entrance
Hose Pipe
Corker
Plank
Monkey
Jug
Chipolata
Embrocation Oil

And here's a very long list of words I just like:

Wonderful
Balloon
Cherry
Furry
Soppy
Kisses
Wisdom
Joy
Chums
Jokeypoos
Kerfuffle
Darling
Sunshine
Handbags
Pickle
Friendship
Love
Snowflake
Pants
Moonlight
Song
Big Cakes
Winkles
Home
Pigeon
Bundle
Blancmange
Excited
Pussy
Sausage

Ok that's enough, because I've emptied my brain of words now and there aren't none left at all!

Creative Queen

Here I am, all creased, pale, baggy eyed and sipping sweet tea like a plumber.

On Gloria's To Do list today is:

1.Interior Re-Designing:
A thorough going over of the front room. It's not looking as jolly as I want, so it's up into the loft to rummage through large boxes in the vain hope of finding an ornament which isn't chipped in a major way.

2.Cooking:
Curried Beef with Basmati Rice and Naans. Easy and super. Pud is no prob either, Vanilla Ice Cream with the easiest Butterscotch Sauce ever.

3.Mental Needs and Stimulation:
I'll plump for yet another Radio 4 fest.

Monty is making a strange cracking squawking sound on account of two pigeons who are sitting on the fence right by my window. Lovely clever Monty, lovely innocent pigeons...
Got to dash now because before I do all of the above I have to nibble on a chocolate biscuit and guzzle more tea.

It's after 3 a.m. and here I am in my one lamped office and just what's woken me I have no idea, but I thought, rather than watch News 24, I'll sit here with hot coffee and cat because that makes far better sense.
I've already drifted around the house like a ghost in search of a home so there's only one left to do, and that is to write. And I hope I can and I think I will.
Because I think she's in the room, yes, here she is right by me. My God she's tall and lengthy like a great brown tree, her brushed black dress, plain and cavernous, draws me in like an snug warm tent in a wood and as she sets herself down beside me I hide under her folds waiting...

Gloria

My trip to the charity shop was fruitful.
Bought a dark multi-stoned ring for 20p, a small beige and tan lidded pot with 'Pixie Cottage' written on it, a large lidded vegetable dish with a holly design and the piece-de-resistance, a green white and gold 'Burslem' jug, have checked it's value online of course but so far no luck. I love collecting china and so this jug will hang or sit alongside all the others. It's a strange shape, reminds me of a gravy boat that suddenly wanted to be a milk jug.
I'll post a pic as soon as I can. Now here's the funny and heartwarming bit I bought it not only because I'm an avid collector of bric-a-brac but because of the name stamped on its bottom...'Gloria'. I had to have it didn't I?

On the menu tonight Cumberland Sausage Risotto with green beans and hot herb bread. Slowly followed by Chocolate Puddle pudding and cream.

The Queen Eats Porridge

It feels cold this morning so when I pop out a bit later I'll be wearing thermal tights and gloves. I think the balmy spring-like days we enjoyed in early October have gone, and that's ok because it means Christmas is on the way and that's the one holiday I absolutely love. I'm going to resist the urge to waffle on about Christmas because it's way too early for a bauble and tinsel laden post! After all we haven't even had Halloween yet, don't like Halloween night and if I see another plastic skeleton I'll go beserk. Last night as I was laying on the settee looking at my feet I heard my first firework. It roused me from my toe induced stupor and as I tutted I thought Guy Fawkes has lot to answer for. Silly old git.

On Gloria's To-Do list today:
Trekking down to the charity shop for books, subtle clothing and bowls of various sizes
Slapping on some extra wallpaper by the window and over the radiator on account of some peeling
Washing clothes in a bucket listening to Radio 4
Silently opening a tin of tuna in the bathroom

Now thick white porridge and thick brown tights.
Cheerio!

Here quick listen to this...
I re-arranged my employers peach angel, instead of having her lounging behind some Walt Disney DVD's I recklessly sat her between two candles on the master's mantelpiece. Then I made a a cup of tea. No wait it gets better, after plumping up his gigantic cushions I turned them over too so that their patterned bottoms sat side by side on his enormous chocolate coloured settee, he won't notice on account of him being a man. And wait listen to this, although there wasn't a decapitated mouse on the mat like last time, there were some strange items in his upstairs wastepapaper basket, I didn't look too closely you understand, but I think he and his girlfriend did a bit of dressing up the weekend. There was a large cardboard tube, one snagged black stocking, a handful of black hair and two batteries. Horrible.
Now after I did upstairs I did downstairs and that was almost as shocking, not only was there a partly unpacked suitcase in the downstairs bedroom but he'd left a good length of red rubber hospital tubing by the spices in the kitchen, he's had his arm in a sling for a couple of weeks and I suppose that accounts for the rubber. But I have to say I was shocked, it nearly put me off me next cup of tea.
I really can't natter any more because I have my own home to clean and my own baskets to empty.
Cheerio:)