Sorry for the delay, everyone, but Al's been so very kind and he's taken me to the city for a few days, do some cocktails and all that, to make up for his grave error.
I love doing the whole cocktail thing, dress up in sequins (I have the most fabulous dresses, of course), heels, hair pinned up with a feather, Al dressed properly, sitting in glamorous cocktail establishments and getting sort of classy drunk.
I was drinking this fabulous strawberry daiquiri, which drinks so easily it might well be lemonade, and Al was of course drinking old fashioneds (it's a bit cold out now for gin and ts).
But Al is different in the city.
Smoother.
He seems to know all the doormen and bar tenders, and they all seem happy to see him, but they never so much as look at me twice.
And the girls. He seems to know every one of them.
I'm not jealous, I'm happy he's well-liked, but ...
It's a bit much.
It doesn't help that they all think his name is Ernest.
But, Al being Al, he's only had eyes for me, and it's been wonderful.
Back in Hertfordshire now, and I'm quite keen to see how things have played out with Gwen and Jack.
Not to mention check up on my project of Prism and Chasuble, obviously.
Friday 19 December 2014
Tuesday 9 December 2014
SWOON
ALGERNON ALL IS FORGIVEN.
So we made up. He apologised for lying to me. I have no faith in his answer but if it's so beautiful, so romantic, as his was, telling me he lied to me because he wanted to get to know me better, then who am I to hold that against him?
You'll remember that a few months ago we were gone, as Al had taken me on a trip to Grasmere in the Lake District. A number of people, including Gwen, assumed that all sorts of things took place there and then, but they didn't - I'm an old-fashioned type of romantic, and Al is for all intents and purposes a gentleman.
So when we made up, I kissed him, properly, for the first time, both as forgiveness and because our relation has now gone through enough drama to qualify as legitimate. This is after all not Made in Chelsea, but Made in Hertfordshire if anything.
And oh Al, how could I have been so angry with you for so long over something so trivial? You love me, you said so, and isn't that sweet! There is no greater feeling for a woman than to be loved by a man, or hated by another woman.
Beautiful, beautiful Algernon, can we spend the rest of our winter together, and our spring, and our summer, and every season after? At least for as long as your adoration still excites me?
On another note, Gwen seems to have forgiven Jack, and even Al even though they knew each other for so long and he betrayed her, too. All is well.
Now, where did I leave off with Prism and Chasuble? That definitely needs to start going somewhere...
So we made up. He apologised for lying to me. I have no faith in his answer but if it's so beautiful, so romantic, as his was, telling me he lied to me because he wanted to get to know me better, then who am I to hold that against him?
You'll remember that a few months ago we were gone, as Al had taken me on a trip to Grasmere in the Lake District. A number of people, including Gwen, assumed that all sorts of things took place there and then, but they didn't - I'm an old-fashioned type of romantic, and Al is for all intents and purposes a gentleman.
So when we made up, I kissed him, properly, for the first time, both as forgiveness and because our relation has now gone through enough drama to qualify as legitimate. This is after all not Made in Chelsea, but Made in Hertfordshire if anything.
And oh Al, how could I have been so angry with you for so long over something so trivial? You love me, you said so, and isn't that sweet! There is no greater feeling for a woman than to be loved by a man, or hated by another woman.
Beautiful, beautiful Algernon, can we spend the rest of our winter together, and our spring, and our summer, and every season after? At least for as long as your adoration still excites me?
On another note, Gwen seems to have forgiven Jack, and even Al even though they knew each other for so long and he betrayed her, too. All is well.
Now, where did I leave off with Prism and Chasuble? That definitely needs to start going somewhere...
Wednesday 3 December 2014
Aww
Okay, so Al and Jack posted an apologetic video.
Apologies accepted.
Because it is adorable. Even if the singing isn't entirely... well...
They mean well, after all, and that's what's important.
Besides, honestly. We've now spent several weeks being angry with them. We can't reasonably let it go on much longer, can we, without diluting the impact of our anger.
Well then.
All is forgiven.
Although, seriously, the question remains - what kind of name is Algernon?
Apologies accepted.
Because it is adorable. Even if the singing isn't entirely... well...
They mean well, after all, and that's what's important.
Besides, honestly. We've now spent several weeks being angry with them. We can't reasonably let it go on much longer, can we, without diluting the impact of our anger.
Well then.
All is forgiven.
Although, seriously, the question remains - what kind of name is Algernon?
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