It is I, Lady Whistledown, returning after a prolonged season of silence but fret not for I come bearing pleasantries that will delight your hearts, much as the reek of septic systems in the mornings delights our senses.
With yuletide festivities in full swing, I felt I owed it to my readers to keep them abreast of the scandalous activities in the Bays.
The festivities kicked off with the Yuletide Dinner in Elvina Park. This author hates to cast aspersions as you know, but I do believe some rather hefty brown paper envelopes were passed to the judges of the bake-off! How else would someone with so much talent and artistry have actually won!
And one does not wish to spoil the fun of the littlest residents of the Bays but one did notice that Santa’s beard would have suited Lady Godiva on her horse a little better than the upper lip of Saint Nic.
This month also saw the significant birthday celebration of one of our community. Given the incredibly youthful appearance of said member, one does wonder whether she might have a portrait mouldering in her attic…
Until next month dear ones…