My Dearest Lucy,
In preparation of your anticipated visit at this year’s pirate festival (August 3, 4, 5, 2013 – Country Heritage Park, in Milton), I have promised to fill you in on some of the more pertinent details of what occurred at last year’s festival. It was certainly a day of discoveries! Although our village is small – compared to London where you live – with Pirates in the mix, one can never be sure of what will happen! For example – Mr. Sparsgood, with an ally in Frederick, demanded a voice on the Women’s Council! Had I been thinking quickly, I would have advised him that he needed to dress the part – but the village council is so full of business, that I admit it was not until later that I thought of this idea! I did manage to have his voice stand for only half a vote, however, so we should be able to maintain control of the council!
You will also recall that last year I spoke of a giant treasure – there was a sign on it that proclaimed it was Blackbeard’s treasure, but it turned out that it was actually the Major General’s treasure – which he subsequentially lost to the pirates – as could be expected in a village full of them! No one seems quite willing to guess what happened to it all since then – but some of the pirates and villagers seem to have disappeared at around the same time – suspicious to say the least! I shall continue to investigate, and inform you of any findings!
It also came to light that the Major General’s daughters were not actually his – I wondered where they had all come from – the girls are actually daughters of Blackbeard – Edward Teach by name – and they were quite surprised to find that out. Ever since finding out that pirating is in their blood, they have been difficult to deal with – young girls are always full of spunk, but girls brought up as ladies only to have such a revelation of pirate heritage are infinitely worse, I assure you! The Major General certainly has his hands full, as he remains their caretaker as a “favour” to Blackbeard.
A final, and more personal affront occurred at the Village Council – Katy – the herbalist, decided that she should be elected as the mayor of Dry Bluffs – a position that I had been hoping to attain. I am sure that she bribed her way to the position, but cannot come up with any proof! I still maintain that I am more suited to the job, having experience as the chair of the women’s council – but alas, she has been duly elected! She is quite proud of her position, and takes every opportunity to rub it in my face – an act which I cannot ignore for much longer! I must endeavour to find a way to put her back in her place! Your suggestions for this, and other problems I speak of are quite welcome!
Looking forward to seeing you!
Affectionately,
Anthea
Mistress. I again have heard scandle of you! I have heard that you and your DEAR husband are indeed the only ones who can tell fools gold from that of real good. I am wondering if you intend that this will lead you to your goal of fame and fortune. And, If you were wealthy would Woody be kept?
ReplyDeleteWell, wagging tongues will talk!! A lady such as myself must use her every asset to guarantee her success! As to the latter part of your query, I prefer to focus on those things that are either useful, or beautiful. While some men have their uses, others can be anchors that stop a ship from exploring all that can be found on the wide blue ocean!
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