Dotty Returns From Playing Nursey

 

I’m back. Sorry I couldn’t leave an absence note, I didn’t have time. Little Emily was taken ill and it was all a bit of a rush, Branwell came to get me in his carriage and I only had a few minutes to pack my case. Charlotte and Anne were away visiting which only left me and my debatable skills but I must have done something right, she’s much better now.

Panic attacks – I had many. Meltdown – I almost had one but I didn’t, I raided Branwell’s laudanum cupboard instead (he didn’t mind).

You wouldn’t think so but the worse thing was that the Victorians are noisy sods, they love banging and clanging their metal in the mills and the forges, even the kids play with big metal hoops – and those fucking horseshoes on the cobbles – my ears are driving me loopy after all that, I need a lot of quiet so if anyone comes in can you please keep the volume down. Thank you.

 

 

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  1. /screams “Oh my god you’re back, YAAAAAAY!!!”

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  2. Glad to hear little Emily is feeling better :)

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  3. *tip-toes in and whispers*
    Dearest Dotty,
    So glad you’re back.
    Much love,
    Veggiewitch ♥

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  4. Dear Dotty,

    I missed you. The blogosphere is not the same when you’re not here. Even my blog got a little pissy.

    Love,
    Owl

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    • Dear owl,

      Thank you. I missed the land of blogs too, I wish the Victorians had invented the internet.

      I heard there’s a way to house-train blogs involving sheets of newsPAPER on the floor but I don’t know if it works.

      Love Dotty xxx

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  5. Grumpy

     /  April 14, 2012

    Dear Dotty,
    So glad you’re back. Missed you.
    Grumpy x

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  6. Dear Dotty,

    (In a whisper,) I’m glad you’re back — I was going to wait til tomorrow and start sending out alarms — mostly to you, which if you needed the alarm you wouldn’t be able to receive it, but you know what I mean! Little Emily was very lucky to have her good friend to be with her — the proof is in the pudding, so if she’s better, you did something right, right, right! And thanks for your kind words about my poem — I’m going to try again soon.

    Love you lots!

    Judith

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    • Dear Judith,
      Thank you, and thank you for being quiet, it’s very much appreciated.
      I just fed her loads of Cumberland sausages and laudanum and she recovered – magic food, magic medicine. :-)
      I look forward to reading more of your poems. 8-)
      Love Dotty xxx

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  7. I tried to be quiet but my big fat ass hit the door with a slam SORRY…glad your back and all is well.

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  8. Dear Dotty,
    I am so very glad you are well, and back in the land of the blogs. :)
    Honestly, it was a tad on the boring side here without you. (ok more than a tad)
    love,
    the howler and me

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    • Dear the howler and me,
      Thank you, I was bored too – little Emily was sleeping most of the time, Papa Brontë was holed up in his study writing and Branwell was out whoring.
      Love Dotty xxx

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  9. “Yelling across the pond” – CALL OFF THE HOUNDS!! WE FOUND DOTTY! oh, sorry, they’ve been out looking for your body for a few days now…. ;-)

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  10. Looked forward to hearing from you…

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  11. Dear Dotty,

    (The Yank Hillbilly in her indoor voice softly says)
    Welcome back.
    Love Ranton

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  12. That is why the Victorians are extinct now, the noise.

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