We were such a jolly bunch on Sunday at my regular rehearsal with the Theatricals. Remindur was concentrating on improving our skills with some work on breathing techniques and vocal attack on lines. We also had a visitor ,first name Darsecretta,who taught us some helpful exercises to improve our articulation and our singing. It is only recently that I realised singing would be involved. I am not really a singing individual ,having rather a limited vocal range. But I can hold a tune as they say. Not all we elven folk can perform the lyrical tunes of our ancient heritage,so oftimes heard in the whispering of the wind,and in the rolling of the sea. But we have other skills in the area of performance,as rejoicing in the dramatic arts, is indemic to the elven nature.
We laughed a lot together,but were serious in our work. We are becoming quite a tightly knit group as we get to know each other's strengths and needs. We worked together on breathing skills,and I was paired with Chicolitto. He proved to have a strong diaphragm and lungs when we attempted to locate our diaphragmatic equipment in exercise terms.
Pendragon appeared to collect me at four and we wandered off to have a smooth decaff acorn latte and an apricot croissant. We journeyed home on the tram ,and lazed away the rest of our weekend,watching raindrops fall through our Sunroom window. Pendragon cooked a fabulous couscous and vegetable stew,which we shared in a bluster of conversation and laughter. We finished our day with a selection of fine tunes played on our electronic music box ,with me lying in a heap of cushions on our oak wood floor,while Pendragon lay beside me giggling and singing,and being the attentive paramour.

My betrothal dress is coming on apace.I know all betrothal dresses are special, but this one is going to be really beautiful. It is dark red,with a brocade bodice with jewelled and embroidered effect. The neckline is high in keeping with my long neck,and the full skirt has several layers of differently weighted materials. I shall feel like a queen,or at the very least, Pendragon's princess.

Today I went racing about,with my Dingley Dell Radio Show this afternoon and my business deliveries in the morning. I had some local purchases which I was able to take to the door,thereby saving some postage. This is unusual as my sales are usually much further afield.
I have also spent some time considering my interview for Wednesday with the formidable Gravelpounce Whimperstrand. I am not confident of it going either well or to plan. In my mind as he becomes more awkward I seem to visualise him getting bigger in size as well. I am sure by Wednesday he will have assumed gargantuan proportions. Hopefully the real thing will seem much diminished when I see him.
I am determined to be as professional as I can ,and not let his manner get to me.

Pendragon has just phoned me to say that he will be late tonight. He has an executive hospital meeting which may go on till quite late,and it is possible he may have to stay over in Metropolis till tomorrow. That will give me lots of time to do some housework and press some vestments,and ensure the toadstool is at its shiniest for his return tomorrow night. He also has to work away from home on Wednesday night,so this week the toadstool should be gleaming. I always do housework when he is away.I don't know why.But I am sure Pendragon is grateful to see the untidy corners disappear and my parchment business remove itself back into my Blue Room Office.

I also have some letters to write. I have a card for Piccallilli to wish her well back at work. And some friends who stay further afield have written to set up a dinner date with myself and Pendragon, sometime in September.
We have several theatre dates to fulfil before then,so we are in for a busy time. Generally I feel that there are exciting days ahead,as there seem to be lots of things to be involved with right now. The theatre,our betrothal plans, my business, my leisure activities, our life together. Life is good and must be enjoyed to the full.
Colder days will soon be upon us,so we must grab the sunshine when we can.There has not been too much of that lately,so I wear light vestments but remember to carry the weatherproof overclothes I am almost certain to need on an afternoon or evening out. Little woollen gloves have suddenly appeared in my shopping bag,along with a soft purple scarf, ready for the chills and plouts.

Till the morrow,my friends and readers, may your thoughts be of the good times ahead and may your deeds bring health and wealth to all your households.
From Amarantha Willow,the busiest person in Dingley Dell, the Rainbow Faery.