Tuesday, October 8, 2013

Mark your calendars...

Peeps are buzzing about the cyber event! Every year, Life at Willow Manor celebrates the arrival of autumn, my very favorite season, in classic style. I am pleased to announce the celebration of autumn, and my birthday, with this year's

Sixth Annual Willow Manor Ball
October 20, 2013

R.A.D. Stainforth, yes, the same talented reader of my poetry, has once again agreed to by my date, and co-host.  He assures me his glass eye will stay firmly in place this year. No need to check what might be floating in your drinks. 

A Mr. Linky widget will be provided, here at Willow Manor, on October 20th. You will be able to link up, so others will have the opportunity visit your blog, see who your date might be, or what you'll be wearing to the black tie event. 

So, ladies and gentlemen, please mark your calendars, choose a date, and do some glamorous cyber shopping for that perfect gown or tuxedo. Feel free to take this badge to advertise on your blog:


  1. oh my dear lord I am SO excited!... prepping the team now, I think we're going to need a lot of staff for this years ball!

  2. I'll get the Jag fixed up and see if Tracey Emin is free ...

  3. Has the chandelier been fixed? Looking forward to another grand time.

  4. Ooooooooooooooooh! Time to dress shop! I do love this sort of shopping - where anything at all can be had for the price of a dream, and it fits just perfectly! Also, being able to pick one's own date is always a plus. Can't wait - see you there dahling!

  5. Can it be that time again already? I've barely cleared my head after last year's soiree.

  6. Dear Lord, Gordon Ramsey is pressuring me again to take him. I don't want another kitchen scandal like the one three years ago. Looking forward to the ball.

  7. You are doing so well.

  8. I'll be in Amsterdam working during the ball, I'm sorry to say. Yes, a poor white collar Cindy, I'll be. And Wooster's run the Austin roadster into another tree. Whatever shall I do with that man, Tess?
    But perhaps I could catch a late KLM flight out your way and leave the poor rich man home this time. ;-)


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