While I had a late start on Saturday, Sunday everyone was out on time…which was great. The Queen managed to get to Ives each day and entertainments and presentations were planned.
We had some (planned) rumors circulating, which was fun to hear how far they spread and most things went off hitch-free.
And in the “hurray for me section” everyone liked the fancy curtain that I bought for the window and it was hung masterfully by Constable Stocks.
We had a film crew on Sunday, not sure if, when and where that footage will see the light of day, but I signed my release.
I found out the name of the character one of my favorite people-who-don’t-know-I-exist is playing and some fun ensued with that piece of info, and now I have something historical to go look up…apparently am only happy when I’m looking up stuff…almost as though I’m perpetually a Scooby-Gang member from BtVS.
Some of the more funny moments:
Three lepers came to the house, they called us the Whore Hut and then started talking all about RuPaul’s Drag Race
The next day two nuns and two puritans were on the porch, discussing why women aren’t as bad as they would seem. Aaaaa-meeeen (no, woman)..Aaaaaa-womaaaaannnn.
There was an adorable little girl there, less than 2 wearing a huge gold wind up key on her back. A Puritan tried sneaking up and her and said “Jesu wants me to wind you up.”
Elsa gave the little girl her pearls to give to the Queen, then she jumped up and told QE1, “babies are bad for business.”
A goodly woman, the potter, was forced to step on the porch’s steps to retrieve someone’s cloak and Madam Amy broke poor Balthazar (the Mayor’s assistant) by telling him that she rules the house with an iron fist…and the iron fist costs extra.
Most of it you couldn’t script if you wanted to and much falls into the category of “you had to be there.” So my suggestion…come out…be there!
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