I was working in East Sussex yesterday, which was nice, so I popped down to Brighton to see the very gorgeous, intelligent and witty Slytherin Head Girl. Prior to the obligatory full body huggle I first had to find the beautiful princess in an unfamiliar town. Armed only with very vague directions delivered over an awful mobile phone connection I began my journey.
I travelled underground to where the trolls live where I was attacked and my sense of direction stolen. I became distracted by a record shop that sold real records and wandered aimlessly for a time until I discovered a watering hole called The Pond. This was not my destination though and I had to battle my way through endless armies of seagull warriors to find my way back to familiar lands. Sensibly the angelic head girl came to my rescue and directed me to a house of dragons. It was here that I received a proper greeting as befits a traveller in a strange land.
I was introduced to natives of the Bright Town who were out celebrating the coming of age of one of their number. This ancient rite of passage involved imbibing copious quantities of a liquids called “beer” and “wine” as well as many boasts and friendly contests of words. The house of dragons proved to be a suitable venue for this rite and much pleasure was had by all.
It was with great sorrow that I was forced to depart early in order to catch the last train out of town. The plan was to travel back to the castle of Lady Chloe and continue the celebrations. I was sad to decline the offer of entering her abode but the last train leaves very early. Perhaps next time I can stay over and see some of the town the next day. Maybe check out that record shop again.
Sort of a rambling post but there you go.
Please now encourage Chloe to blog more.