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The Beefy Halloween Ball

Nell: What do you think of our hats? Too much?

Me: You look wonderful.

Nell: David insisted on wearing his mayoral hat.

Me: I love the feathers. Very Davey.

Nell: What about me?

Me: Very Halloween.

Nell: Lionel says I look adorable.

Me: Well, he can stop making comments like that right now.

Nell: Why? I rather like it.

Me: If anyone’s going to call you adorable it will be me, or Knitwear Wolf.

Nell: Do calm down.

Me: Please don’t tell me you’re sailing over to the island on Lionel’s boat?

Nell: Of course not. We’re going by sea tractor like everyone else.

Me: I don’t think the Hoffmanns have ever been on a sea tractor. They don’t have them in Germany.

Nell: The Hoffmanns aren’t going to the ball.

Me: Yes, they are. Frau Hoffmann is wearing a dirndl and Herr Hoffmann has his special party hat.

Nell: What’s a dirndl?

Me: It’s a traditional dress. Usually worn in the south of Germany. The Cat had one in its dressing up box.

Nell: I knew The Cat would be involved.

Me: Frau Hoffmann loves it. I must say I was surprised The Cat had a dress in a bear’s size.

Nell: Nothing surprises me about The Cat.

Me: Rupert and Harriet’s outfits are very tongue in cheek, aren’t they?

Nell: What are you talking about?

Me: Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf.

Nell: Rupert thinks it’s amusing. I’m not so sure.

Me: I love Harriet’s red velvet cloak.

Nell: You know Gladys is going as Cinderella?

Me: Really?

Nell: It’s a ridiculous idea. The llamas are pulling her coach.

Me: I suppose llamas could be mistaken for horses.

Nell: That’s not the point. How are they all going to fit on the sea tractor?

Me: Yes. Sorry.

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