Yes, I'm still here with Donald. I hope you enjoyed reading about my funeral last week, as much as I enjoyed attending it. It was hilarious. Worth dying for. This week, I thought I'd share with you my first real experience of this afterlife thing.
Sofia had had the strangest dream. She had attended her own funeral and returned to her old family home to discover that she had another son. It all seemed weird and strange. She was wide awake now or was she? She was back in her old bedroom at the pub and everything looked just like it had in the seventies. Why was she not at Haslington Towers? It was morning and time to get up, but what time was it? She glanced at her alarm clock; it had no hands; the large clock outside her window which was always accurate had no hands either. Reality checks time. She was dead, deceased, dead; really dead.
Well, that's from Chapter 4 of 'Sofia's Legacy'; the second book in the trilogy Lady M wrote about us. She has just heard that the proof reading of the third book, 'Love You Forever' is complete and we have progressed to the next stage of text-blocking (type-setting). She's hoping to launch it in October at Chilwell, only yards from the house she was born in. It's going to be exciting. Naturally, we will be there. We wouldn't miss it!
She's still playing with those singing horses. She's reached the end of Part 12 and has had #7 neighing from Beverly Hills. She's now working on that foal's story; the one which got him into the contest and to America. Then, it caused the website to crash. There are times when we question her sanity.
Have a magical week!