Being Mr Tumnus.

Guess who I bumped into this afternoon. The Imperial Family – the Queen of Narnia, M’Lady S and Princess Inca. The following facts and consequences may be of note:

1) I think I got away with it. I made it home and haven’t turned white yet.

2) M’Lady S did something she’s never done before, but I’m not going to say what it was because I don’t want to.

3) Information educed from said Lady indicates that there might be sales of my books that I’m not being told about.

4) It appears I have a free supply of horse manure at my disposal.  This and the last point will be relatively meaningless because I never made the post explaining them, but you know I like being cryptic.

I do hope Sarah’s mother never reads my blog, although I have made it clear more than once that I like her. The problem is that, of all the things I don’t know about her, not the least of them is that I don’t know whether she has a sense of humour or not. To put it another way: I’m sure she has, but does it accord with mine? If not, I could be in for a long, cold winter.

It was very nice to see them. Inca’s habit of sitting and wrapping her front legs around my arm is one of her many endearing traits.

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