Oh, and darlings, I should warn you that all Mummy's stories have adult themes...
... you have been warned, dears! *grins*
Sunday, 16 December 2012
Spring is indeed sprung!
Darlings,
as well as putting Mummy's latest story on TwitLonger she has included it here on her blog for you. Parts 2 and 3 to follow over the holiday season (who said all your Christmases wouldn't come at once! *chuckles*). Inner Fire - Part 1: The Garden of Earthly Delights.
Enjoy, darlings, I believe The Professor did... *grins wickedly*
as well as putting Mummy's latest story on TwitLonger she has included it here on her blog for you. Parts 2 and 3 to follow over the holiday season (who said all your Christmases wouldn't come at once! *chuckles*). Inner Fire - Part 1: The Garden of Earthly Delights.
Enjoy, darlings, I believe The Professor did... *grins wickedly*
Friday, 23 November 2012
Poems
Darlings,
it's a fine line between the brave and the foolish... I will not ponder on it too much and claim bravely to include here some of Mummy's poems for you.
The following poems be found on this page darling: POEMS
SHIPPING NEWS
THE PUZZLE
ON THE APPLICATION OF LIPSTICK
I hope they provoke some thoughts and even some tittering! *chuckles*
it's a fine line between the brave and the foolish... I will not ponder on it too much and claim bravely to include here some of Mummy's poems for you.
The following poems be found on this page darling: POEMS
SHIPPING NEWS
THE PUZZLE
ON THE APPLICATION OF LIPSTICK
I hope they provoke some thoughts and even some tittering! *chuckles*
Saturday, 3 November 2012
Kiss or Kill?
Ah, darlings! The story of how Mummy ended up with the ring Sherlock used to propose to Irene is finally revealed. In fact it was one of three pieces of magnificent jewellery... and three tempting proposals!
In homage to this I present this story for you in three parts. And to be kind I will not make you wait for parts 2 and 3! *chuckles* But don't think it didn't cross my mind dears!
I hope you enjoy it - Mummy would like to thank with great depth and love the writer of @VinHampton for her valuable input to the story, and her magnificent drawing which adds to the story's climax. You, my darling, shine as brightly as any diamond!
Start the tale, dears, with Kiss or Kill? - Part 1 here.
If you would like to read the role plays around the current use of the ring by Sherlock, then see my previous post on The Story of the Diamond Ring.
***I dedicate this story to all the players of The Great Game - gone, but not forgotten... ***
In homage to this I present this story for you in three parts. And to be kind I will not make you wait for parts 2 and 3! *chuckles* But don't think it didn't cross my mind dears!
I hope you enjoy it - Mummy would like to thank with great depth and love the writer of @VinHampton for her valuable input to the story, and her magnificent drawing which adds to the story's climax. You, my darling, shine as brightly as any diamond!
Start the tale, dears, with Kiss or Kill? - Part 1 here.
If you would like to read the role plays around the current use of the ring by Sherlock, then see my previous post on The Story of the Diamond Ring.
***I dedicate this story to all the players of The Great Game - gone, but not forgotten... ***
Wednesday, 31 October 2012
The Story of the Diamond Ring
Hello Darlings,
Mummy's recent silence on this blog has been because she has been working hard to capture her memories of the whole story of the ring the Professor gave her many years ago... the same divisive ring that Sherlock foolishly used to propose to Irene (in all fairness he was not aware of its history!).
The roleplays (RP) are now here on this blog to their current (albeit unfinished) point, dears, and reflect the story today. Read them in the order they are presented, darlings:
1. Reminiscing (the Professor returns to reminisce and warn)
2. Ring-a-Ring-a-Roses (Mummy discovers Sherlock's use of the ring)
3. Ring around the Heart -Part 1 (Irene learns the ring's provenance)
4. Ring around the Heart - Part 2 (Mummy is confronted with her ring)
In the next week I will post the story of when the Professor first gave Mummy the ring... stay tuned, dears...
Mummy's recent silence on this blog has been because she has been working hard to capture her memories of the whole story of the ring the Professor gave her many years ago... the same divisive ring that Sherlock foolishly used to propose to Irene (in all fairness he was not aware of its history!).
The roleplays (RP) are now here on this blog to their current (albeit unfinished) point, dears, and reflect the story today. Read them in the order they are presented, darlings:
1. Reminiscing (the Professor returns to reminisce and warn)
2. Ring-a-Ring-a-Roses (Mummy discovers Sherlock's use of the ring)
3. Ring around the Heart -Part 1 (Irene learns the ring's provenance)
4. Ring around the Heart - Part 2 (Mummy is confronted with her ring)
In the next week I will post the story of when the Professor first gave Mummy the ring... stay tuned, dears...
Saturday, 6 October 2012
London Calling
Darlings,
Mummy has realised that she has fallen in love with - of all things - London's red telephone boxes. They are so iconic, and they are everywhere! I am amazed that they are still in existence, as in Australia more and more public phones are being removed, especially now so many people carry a phone in their pockets! And in truth I didn't see any of the ones I photographed being used today, so I hope they keep them around into the future...
They pop up everywhere, usually when you're not expecting it. So many are tucked around many corners, like this one below that is near St-Giles-in-the-field Church. It looks like it snuck around the corner and is lying in wait for an unsuspecting passer-by!
Talking about an ambush, dears, I particularly like the way they gang up on you. Yes there are single ones, standing proudly alone. Boldly being a garish red amongst all the neutral colours of the buildings and roads of London. But there are also pairs of them, quite frequently, like these two at Covent Garden markets. They have a way of looking like they have achieved a form of solidarity in their red comradeship.
So imagine my unbridled joy when I found this entire family - five in a row - outside the Bow Street Magistrates Court. The court is now disused and the building looks abandoned. But I like to imagine all the court reporters rushing outside and into these phone boxes with the latest news about who's been sent down and who got off scott free! *chuckles* Of course being opposite the Royal Opera and Ballet School means it is also possible that youngsters snuck across the road and called home to lie that all was well to Mum and Dad while they chased their dreams, lost in the big city!
But then, at the end of today, I came across this last phone box on my walk around town. It is located on Charring Cross Rd, near Cambridge Circus. I was rather surprised at seeing it and had to look twice to be sure I hadn't gone colour blind! For quite clearly, darlings, this telephone box has gone over to the dark side!
Mummy has realised that she has fallen in love with - of all things - London's red telephone boxes. They are so iconic, and they are everywhere! I am amazed that they are still in existence, as in Australia more and more public phones are being removed, especially now so many people carry a phone in their pockets! And in truth I didn't see any of the ones I photographed being used today, so I hope they keep them around into the future...They pop up everywhere, usually when you're not expecting it. So many are tucked around many corners, like this one below that is near St-Giles-in-the-field Church. It looks like it snuck around the corner and is lying in wait for an unsuspecting passer-by!
Talking about an ambush, dears, I particularly like the way they gang up on you. Yes there are single ones, standing proudly alone. Boldly being a garish red amongst all the neutral colours of the buildings and roads of London. But there are also pairs of them, quite frequently, like these two at Covent Garden markets. They have a way of looking like they have achieved a form of solidarity in their red comradeship.
So imagine my unbridled joy when I found this entire family - five in a row - outside the Bow Street Magistrates Court. The court is now disused and the building looks abandoned. But I like to imagine all the court reporters rushing outside and into these phone boxes with the latest news about who's been sent down and who got off scott free! *chuckles* Of course being opposite the Royal Opera and Ballet School means it is also possible that youngsters snuck across the road and called home to lie that all was well to Mum and Dad while they chased their dreams, lost in the big city!
But then, at the end of today, I came across this last phone box on my walk around town. It is located on Charring Cross Rd, near Cambridge Circus. I was rather surprised at seeing it and had to look twice to be sure I hadn't gone colour blind! For quite clearly, darlings, this telephone box has gone over to the dark side!
Friday, 31 August 2012
Oh Button, My Button!
Hello Darlings,
here's a little poem dedicated to the hardest working buttons in showbiz! It is based just post-Reichenbach dears...
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Oh button, my button
Out fearful trip is done
The shirt has weathered every rack
And not once come undone!
John's in tears,
The belles I hear
In the fandom all theorizing
While follow eyes the steady mind
Of the detective grim and daring.
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And to take your minds off the pain - here's a little picture! *chuckles*
here's a little poem dedicated to the hardest working buttons in showbiz! It is based just post-Reichenbach dears...
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Oh button, my button
Out fearful trip is done
The shirt has weathered every rack
And not once come undone!
John's in tears,
The belles I hear
In the fandom all theorizing
While follow eyes the steady mind
Of the detective grim and daring.
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And to take your minds off the pain - here's a little picture! *chuckles*
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