Some of you will remember that my mechanic, Sylvester, is a bit of an inventor. His last invention, the Boner, did ok and was technologically sound, but (ironically) never achieved the market penetration he’d hoped.
This morning I was startled to awake to a strange haunting sound coming from the direction of Sylvester’s workshop. At first I thought that the city was testing it’s Early Warning System, originally used to forewarn of a nuclear attack, but now consigned to warn of any of Donald Trumps family infiltrating Canada. I was however mistaken. The sound would come and go, like a ghostly melody drifting across a post apocalyptic landscape, or Detroit. Several residents of Huckleberry Close were congregating outside their houses looking worried, until the sounds faded away.
The Christmas season has sneaked up on us. As I write this I am mixing eggnog ingredients in the kitchen, Sylvester is sorting bottles of whiskey, rum and Brandy, the doorbell is ringing and Auntie Kittie has just arrived. I swear she picks up the smell of alcohol from eight houses away and then appears at my front door.
celebrating quite happily here, the Canucks
having just beaten the Senators 5-2 a couple of days ago. Sylvester
is very jovial, and we’ve decided to come up with a special recipe for eggnog.
We are testing some of the ingredients tonight. Sebastian will be along
In a few
days I will be posting my recipe and I’ll offer a prize to the best picture
from one of my Patrons drinking Fiona’s Eggnog. The only catch is, yes, you
must crossdressed at the time. So, look out for that competition in about a
believe I posted this video three years ago. Yes, it’s been three years. I’ve
been sharing myself with you for that long! I put the dresses in the video as
it all seemed to fit so well. By the way, if you’re looking for winter clothing
ideas you can find some on my Pinterest
who are unaware, Bryan is a regular face around Vancouver. He told me once he
wrote a song for me – When You’re Gone – because he thought I was
dashing off from Vancouver to Montreal so often. Really, what a silly boy! I
suppose one can hardly blame him. It’s awfully busy out there on the road
touring all the time and I expect he does get a little lonely.
message is a bit disjointed it’s because I’ve just had to explain to Auntie
Kittie that the recipe we’re working on calls for Rum, Whiskey, Brandy or
Bourbon. The issue seems to be the word ‘or’. She’s looking a little peekie.
perhaps we should turn up Bryan and ask Mistress Meg, Katia, Marjory and Amanda
to come over and join us. Things are disintegrating swiftly. Ali is outside
admiring his Smart car. In an effort to keep with the seasonal spirit he’s been
looking for some reindeer antlers to attach to the front of the vehicle. I
mentioned this to Sylvester, who has lent him a rack of moose antlers from a
bull moose he shot in the Yukon a couple of years ago. The only problem is that
the antlers may be bigger than the car. Not to worry. It certainly looks
impressive. Very festive.
Be sure to keep a look out for the Christmas Eggnog competition. It’s open to all my Patrons, and the prize will be Premium Program membership.