In Which I Provide a Summation of the Recent Past (part second)

In my previous entry I elaborated on some events of a personal nature that have transpired over tha last two months.  This one, then, will deal, primarily, with events of a more public and professional nature.

Thistle Hill

About the only thing upon one can with confidence rely is that things change.  The most telling change for me has been my transition from a penniless vagabond to a propertied citizen.  Most of that progression is chronicled in this journal.  I have up to this point avoided much discussion of my business dealings in these pages.  I hope to avoid the temptation of  turning this journal into a crass publicity engine.  However, a little self promotion now and then is not an entirely bad thing.  Therefore, gentle readers, with your kind permission I will elaborate for just a while on an endeavor of which I am most proud, The Markets on Thistle Hill. (more…)

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In Which I Ride the Whirlwind of Wonderous Weekend Revelry

[A note of warning: this entry will be considerably longer than is usual.  I have generally tried to keep the length of my missives to under 600 words, but as Mr Magellan once pointed out to me, in this case I will have by then barely begun to clear my throat.]

In a singular occurrance of synchronicity, Saturday last was saturated with social events.  I direct the curious to the calendars of Caledon and the Alexandrian Free Library for the 2nd of May, as well as Lady Eva Bellambi’s announcement for the 3rd Annual Beltane celebration.  These, of course, are only the events of which I was personally aware.  I believe there were several others as well.  In any case, feeling uncharacteristically frisky I endeavored to make a full day of it and attend as many of the festivities as time and endurance would allow.

‘Spirit of the Forest’

The day began with the the Marzipan Sweeties Revue in Magellan Kinvara.  This revue was entitled ‘Spirit of the Forest’ and featured the talents of the lovely Misses Eve Compton, Finnella Flanagan, Madeline Tiratzo, and Petronella Piers arrayed in delightful costumes provided by Miss Tabitha Ninetails and accompanied by musical arrangements selected by the Nightingale herself Miss Gabrielle Riel.  I attended in offical capacity as a member of the Garda.  Rather than make a poor attempt at a full review I will instead direct those interested to the words of Mr. Mako Magellan(more…)

In which I finally concede that I am a Hobo No More

Yes, friends, the truth will out.  I must finally concede the point.  From my humble beginnings as a penniless, vagabond wanderer I now find myself a settled gentleman with a house to call my own, a place in the Garda Síochána Kinvara and even a salaried position with the Caledon Library as Administrative Assistant to Sir JJ Drinkwater.  The final line was crossed, however, just this last weekend.

I was thinking about possible new conjuration projects and decided to peruse the XStreet SL catalogue to see if anyone had already made something similar to what I was considering.  I used “Tesla” as the search term (that may give you an idea as to the type of project I have in mind) and pulled up many fascinating contraptions, workshops, clothing sets and the like.  One of these, a remarkable Tesla Coil Top Hat, particularly struck my fancy, and I actually desired to purchase it.  Imagine my chagrin. (more…)

In which I complete a project, rashly volunteer and secure a position

I have not been inactive during my brief excursion into matters philosophical.  On the contrary, I have in fact experienced three significant events which I will now detail.

To Follow the Sun

My first significant achievement was to successfully complete my sundial project.  Actually, I say I have completed it; but, in truth there may be some modifications necessary in the future.  For now, however, I have made sufficient progress to actually set the working prototype in front of my cottage.  I do hope Mr. Magellan, Miss Woolley and Colonel McMahon do not object.  (insert picture here)

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