This is how its gonna pan out: Travelling stylishly to the recording destination with legs out the top of the sunroof Ophelia will be greeted by no less than 120 fellow Dowsers in fancy dress of ANY sort and will take her position in the throng and look on admiringly, blessing the group with her beauty as they sing and are filmed for an online collaborative project with the utter awesomeness that is the one and only (except there are two of them!) BASEMENT JAXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!
What a whopper of a treat is that? Where could this lead? First BJ (unfortunate acronym) and next who knows, maybe Ophelia live at the London Palladium!? This could be just the beginning but what a start it is indeed and if things go downhill for Ophelia then what a story that is to tell the mannequin grandchildren! Better than my claim to fame-shaking hands with Bob Champion, jockey of the day in the 80's! (although of course I too will be doing the Basement Jaxx thing, dressed as the formidible Frida Kahlo, so infact my regaling will be better than Ophelias because I also get to sing and plus I probably one day will have actual real grandchildren who will listen with eyes a-wonder rather than a mannequin frozen glare of disinterest!!)
Anyway, must dash readers as I have an outfit to source for our lady in the corner with the utmost urgency-she has to steal the show amidst the giant bananas, Elvis impersonators and Cruella Devilles! Bring it on! But before I go let me 1) sadden your heart with news that the Hobby Stores shop in Trumpington, which you may recall offered sound advice of a sexual nature to the bondage curious visitors of the village hall back yonder, has closed its doors! Comedy gold has left the village and I for one shall miss them (although I never went in!) and 2) delight you with news that we are currently party to a Spanish Exchange and my fridge in well stocked with chorizo the size of England itself! Unfortunately my daughter stopped me greeting our exchange student in full flamenco dress with castenets at the ready, rose in teeth etc but never the less I hope she feels welcome and not too freaked out by the mannequin stares and the prospect of the fancy dress fiesta that will be our weekend! Adios!
(sorry no pics as no time and no cable to do the business!)