Sisters, Acolytes and T'interweb Followers (and the lovely FiatPanda!)
We have arrived in October and the Sisters have been reminiscing about a certain Hallowe'en weekend last year spent in the company of Our Lord *praise be his name and Teninch*. Personally I have purged from my memory an episode of public singing and the morning after effects of the very large Vodka poured by a fellow Sister. Apart from that however, memories of flouncy shirts, velveteen pants, red T shirts and tighty, whitey fencing tops are to the fore in our minds this month.
Almost a year on from our road trip to Stratford and the Sisterhood is still performing a public service in educating the unwashed of the weird wide web to the delights of our Lord and converting them to the Fellowship of Pervitude. Indeed, our public service role has been brought into sharp focus this week with the pleading of our tweeting acolytes to publicise some Lord Teninch related activities of their own. In a marked departure from the norm, the Sisters have conversed and agreed on this occasion to cede part of the blog over to the acolytes. So this is for them....
Fans of St Trinian's 2: The Legend of Fritton's Gold in United States are joining together to Demand that St Trinian's 2: The Legend of Fritton's Gold perform in United States. Click on the link to join the fray or just find out more http://tiny.cc/6XzyO
Hey David, Take Your Shirt Off! The Scottish actor David Tennant, best known for his role as the Tenth Doctor on the British sci-fi show, Doctor Who, is considered by fans the world over to be extremely talented, undoubtedly charismatic and very sexy! We, the undersigned, ask that Mr. David Tennant give serious consideration to the idea of having his highly aesthetically-pleasing physique photographed in a 'shirtless, jeans & barefoot' photoshoot for both posterity and the visual appeal of fans worldwide. Click here to pile on the pressure http://tinypetition.com/shirtlessdtpicshoot
OK that's your lot. Normal Service is resumed.
In the rest of the news this week. It is clear to the Sisters that the Lord has too much time on his hands as he has been living it up with the luvvies (and loving it up with the Child if Her Maj's Gutter Press are to be believed). He has been oot o'town with John Simm and Ricky Gervais at press nights and premieres. The Child was given special dispensation to stay up late on a school night to go see Speaking in Tongues. And judging by the pics above - she learnt her lessons well!
The Sisters wonder if the Lord has become so desperate for a job that he will soon be seen at every opening of an envelope or even maybe an appearance on Loose Women might be forthcoming. He is clearly concerned that unless he is seen at least 3 times a week in Londoom's West End he will be cast aside in the acting profession for a newer model (the Toddler? the Vamp? the speccy Wizard maybe?). We would like to reassure our Lord that our servitude will never wane and even when he is destitute and in the home for aged and befuddled thespians he can rely on our support and constant offers to come and sit by his bedside and *entertain* him.
I come to the end of this week's rambling, but I feel I cannot sign off without a thought for our Oirish Sister. We are missing her deeply and wish she would revisit the motherhouse as we feel certain that a tall scottish skinny Lord can heal her woes and return her to her former glory. Our prayers are with you Sister.