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To be accessorised with coffee (or champagne) and doughnuts...
The agent and I are taking things gently this morning. I wonder if Lady Egality and Sir Plym are too.
Here is the finished table- we’re all ready to party!
(Set up so I can sing ‘Ten Green Bottles’)
There was a dreadful hiccup when I discovered that Martha the dog had found out about Lady Egality’s fairy cakes which I thought I had placed out of her reach. She ate SEVEN – both lemon and chocolate- including the paper cases but she left us the candles. I was absolutely mortified and then had to break the news to Lady E that while under my watch, disaster had struck.
However, my dearest friend was so nice about her eaten cakes that Martha didn’t even try to keep a low profile but decided to keep close to her bowl incase more manna from heaven might come her way (which it didn’t). Lady Egality is nicer than I am.
At least we now knew that the fairy cakes tasted good and there were still 17 left which luckily was more than enough and Martha hadn’t even managed to breathe on them, I whisked them away so fast.
When we broke the news to our guests that the dog had done a bit of road-testing, the Graf said kindly that ‘ These things happen’ which after all is true and I felt much better.
Apart from this disaster, the Agent and I both enjoyed ourselves hugely and I hope our dear friends did too.
I think maybe I might ask the Agent to make me a Red-Haired Dog Revivifier now.
Yours, feeling a little bit fragile,
as Ms Pink sensibly advises… http://www.youtube.com/
Fairy Cake update: The fairy cakes are ready for our party! Lady Egality and I started off cooking determined to be just as organised and calm as dear Mary Berry is when she advises on ‘The Great British Bake-Off’. We congratulated ourselves on our focus and on our air of competence. Mary Berry advises one to assemble all the ingredients first and so we did: this looks pretty organised and competent doesn’t it?
It didn’t last long however. We became so caught up discussing whether the new supermarket in the village is going to be a Waitrose, a Co-op or a Marks and Spencer that we forgot the fairy cakes were in the oven and we feared we’d burnt them. But we didn’t! And… they smelt so delicious!
Lady Egality set about with icing sugar while I drifted about excitedly. Don’t they look jolly!
Table Decorations update:
Here is a photograph of the flowers Lady Egality has brought:
I’ve put the table confetti out ready to sprinkle over the table to make it look sparkly in the candlelight tonight. Don’t you think it looks rather like a map of the world in this photograph? Only, there’s no Australia/New Zealand bit..
Yours, ready to PARTY!!!
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Tonight the International Friday Night Foyle’s War Club will be meeting once more to be mesmerised by DCS Foyle, Sergeant Milner and Sam Stewart pitting their wits against the baddies in East Sussex during the 1940s. I am sure it will make gripping viewing.
Apologies: None (hurrah!)
Attendees: (Virtual): Martha from America, MohairMK, Kitchentease, C. Nelson, Digby D and ayresorchids. (Actual): Lady Egality (Club Treasurer), The Graf and Lady Liberty (Club Secretary), Lady Sebright , Colonel Pyncheon
1. It has been one of those days where everything has gone off beautifully! 1) The weather is simply fabulous – all sparkling sun, 2) the postman Dave brought the balloons for the party just in time and 3) the meeting of the International Friday Night Foyle’s War Club will be the icing on the cake!
3. If any Virtual Member would like to introduce a new member to the Club, please remember to emphasise we eat delicious biscuits during meetings. Tonight’s biscuits are to be supplied by the Graf and will be ‘Squashed Flies’ aka Garibaldis.
4. A reminder to all Club Members – virtual and actual: Don’t forget to place a Foyle’s War picture in the room where you are attending the meeting. Here is the one for tonight’s meeting at Castle Coop for Actual Members (photo credit: www.nothing-fancy.com)
October 1940: A young secretary falls to her death out the window of her office. Foyle plays referee to the Home Guard’s war games, but there’s live ammunition and one of the Home guard ends up dead. The local children collecting paper and metal for the war effort prove instrumental in solving the case.
This episode marks the first appearance of the recurring character Hilda Pierce, played by Ellie Haddington (later appearing in the episodes “The French Drop” and “All Clear”) – she then became a lead character in series eight.(Wikipedia)
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Castle Coop is planning a surprise party to celebrate a birthday and we’ve all been secretly cooking like mad!
We are holding a summit meeting tomorrow to co-ordinate all our plans, to wrap the present, decorate the dining room and to synchronise our watches.
The supper seems to be pretty much sorted except for the pudding which is my responsibility and which I haven’t made yet. I also must remember to clean some wine spots from the carpet which Chick Mi spilt last weekend when he made an uncontrolled flourish with his arm. Tomorrow we are going to make fairy cakes. I looked on Pinterest and found some amazing looking photographs:
Here’s one from imgfave.com. I think we’d better up our game..
Lady Egality went shopping today to get a cake stand and I have ordered some party poppers and loads of balloons. I hope they arrive in time. The website promised to send them straight away- please keep your fingers crossed for us!
Yours up to my neck in secret plotting,
In the middle of the night, last night, I stood in the garden admiring the sky. It was dark, dark midnight blue and full of stars. My favourite sort of night sky! There was one extremely bright one which didn’t twinkle. Bearing in mind the Agent’s teaching about quality of brightness and twinkle-factor, I decided it must be a planet. My first solo planet identification!
This morning, I asked the Agent which planet he thought it was, telling him it was directly above our holly tree.
‘Oh’, he said, ‘it must have been Venus’. Then he pointed in completely the opposite direction. Apparently Venus was over there too. I didn’t realise that planets move about like mad in the night when you’re not watching. How does the agent know these things and I just don’t?
Quite often these days, I wonder where on earth have I been all my life? I keep running up against facts that everyone seems to have learnt in kindergarten but I’m in the dark about. Does this ever happen to anyone else?
Yours, feeling dreadfully ignorant,
On the upside however, I’ve been for another bike ride. It started to pour with rain just as I left our driveway but I thought it would be too feeble for words not to press on. I’m glad I did for half-way through the sun came out and the Poppy Bike and I dried off pretty quickly. I must have cycled through a rainbow. Although I didn’t find the crock of gold. I felt quite springy on my return so it was worth it.
Lady Liberty Hen is delighted to be hosting the 6th meeting of the International Friday Night Foyle’s War Club tonight.
Apologies: Colonel Pyncheon, Digby D’s mother
Attendees: (Virtual): Martha from America, MohairMK, Kitchentease, C. Nelson, Digby D and ayresorchids. (Actual): Lady Egality (Club Treasurer), The Graf and Lady Liberty (Club Secretary), Lady Sebright
1.The I.F.N.F.W.C Committee members were most put out by the last minute defection of Colonel Pyncheon a week ago. He was lured off the straight and narrow by Sir Plym and the Agent and persuaded to go and watch the Dogs race at Wimbledon Stadium. Lady Sebright was moved to raise an eyebrow at him. Colonel Pyncheon subsequently redeemed himself writing a very polite note of apology which the Committee members were pleased to accept. The Committee members were also (very) pleased to accept a bottle of champagne which the Colonel has most kindly donated with the suggestion that we might all enjoy quaffing it tonight whilst watching ‘Among the Few’. Therefore, the Club Secretary has put it in the fridge and set out some glasses. Lady Egality is i.c. drawing the champagne cork as the Graf and I always fizz up the bubbles too much when we try to do it.
2. A Fire Engine was spotted outside the Ox and Moose earlier this month. The cause was apparently a chimney fire which was put out and the smoke damaged has been repaired. The agent and Sir Plym therefore remain un-signed up to our Club. However, Lady Egality (Treasurer) and Lady Liberty (Secretary) are working on them.
3. If any Virtual Member would like to introduce a new member to the Club, please remember to emphasise we eat delicious biscuits during meetings. Tonight’s biscuits are to be supplied by Lady Sebright and will be Ginger- Nuts.
4. A reminder to all Club Memebers – virtual and actual: Don’t forget to place a Foyle’s War picture in the room where you are attending the meeting. Following a brilliant suggestion by a ‘Quietly Enigmatic’ correspondent, Lady Liberty has glued a photograph of DCS Foyle onto her bicycle bell to encourage effort during her ‘Pedal to Paris’ training. This week, the bell will be on the table next to the TV while the picture glue is drying.
‘Among the Few’ is set in September, 1940.
Plot outline (Wikipedia)
At a Home Guard checkpoint, Foyle and Sam are surprised by a lorry that rams the barricade and speeds off. When the pursuit culminates, they inadvertently uncover an illicit fuel racket stemming from the local centralised fuel depot. Unable to find a better agent, Foyle allows Sam, using her driving training, to infiltrate the depot run by manager Michael Bennett. She befriends another female driver, Connie Dewar, and is soon invited to the singles world of dances, enlisted men, and “neutral” Irish labourers. She is surprised to learn that one of the young men in Connie’s group is Andrew Foyle. Andrew’s best friend, and Connie’s beaux is another RAF pilot named Rex Talbot. Soon Sam notices an irregularity at the depot, when Connie fails to fully empty the tanker, but before anything can be done, Connie is found dead. Foyle’s investigations reveal how Rex’s secret crush on Andrew led to Connie’s accidental death; that Connie was pregnant when she died; that the father was the local nightclub manager—an ex-crook tied up with the thefts and the attempted bombing of the depot, and; Pamela Bennett’s complicity to the thefts.
Yours very glad there’s no question of wartime rationing tonight as I’m looking forward to the Champagne and Ginger-nuts,