Lady Eadwynn returns.

Note to readers (my lovely Baggees): For the avoidance of any doubt - every character in this blog is me!!! No Baggy was harmed in its writing.

Baggy's daily state!
Depression (Black = really bad/Grey = not great/Blue = okay/Yellow = sunny day): Yellow.
Anxiety (From 1 = barely any to 10 = gibbering wreck standard): 6.
Tears: No.

Well Baggees, that's been a fun two days - not! Creative Clara will explain in a moment, but in the meantime she needs to write you a little blog, as from tomorrow, she will be off the grid for the following five days. One of the rarest members of the gang will be in action - Lady Eadwynn will be at Kentwell Hall. For those of you who have not met her before, she is a Saxon noblewoman from the eleventh century:

She hasn't been around for a couple of years, but Baggy is dusting off her dresses and she Calum and Pepper will be spending the Bank Holiday weekend sitting around campfires. Freda Fretter and Furry Mama are rather worried that the pooch might have a complete meltdown as it will all be so strange to him, especially since it's a multi-period show: Neolithic flint knappers to roaming punk rockers, and pretty much everything in between. Guns, canons, chain mail, music and Heaven knows what else. But at least the plan is to sleep in Billy Bob Jalopy campervan, which hopefully will be well away from all the action, so if required Pepper and Hormonal Hannah will snuggle up together in their safe place.

So for the last two days The Domestic Goddess has been trying to get Billy Bob fit for five days habitation. First off was to attempt to remove the beach that had settled everywhere, Baggy didn't fancy an accidental exfoliation while trying to sleep. It's great that Pepper loves the beach so much, but the sand that enters the campervan with him afterwards is rather a nuisance! It took most of yesterday to clear it! Today, cupboards reorganised and restocked then the first big problem. When The Goddess tried to fill the water barrel for the sink, it all emptied straight out. Eventually Clever Bird realised there was a tap that needed turning - it wouldn't! It was well and truly stuck. Lots of WD40, lots of swearing. Still stuck. Mad search for some pliers. Yay - unstuck. The Goddess attempted to pour water in with a jug, it went everywhere. Eventually it occurred to her that she could use the hose. Drrrr! Marvellous, all full, except that the pump that works the tap wasn't working! Another hour was then spent trying to work out whether the mains electricity connector was working. Hormonal Hannah's anxiety levels started to rocket. Eventually she gave up. Calum is now on the case. Two whole days, but Billy Bob is now a pretty clean, well-organised camper. Freda Fretter just isn't sure whether it will have any running water.

It seems funny/sad though that last time they stayed in Billy Bob they had lovely Minty Mutt with them, but he'll be there in spirit. Until next week Baggees - have a great week.......