Lady Bracknell presents a mixed bag

The editor, although still somewhat monosyllabic, now being biddable enough to at least take dictation from her employer, Lady Bracknell has decided to take advantage of what, after all, may be only a brief window of opportunity, to convey to her faithful readers a number of items of information which have come into her possession over the last few days.

Firstly, although it is undoubtedly deplorably solipsistic to enter one's own name as a search term on the Mighty Engine of Google, Lady Bracknell must admit to having experienced a surge of pride when she discovered that her own humble blog is currently the fourth "hit".

(A gentleman with whom Lady Bracknell does good works suggested to her today that she might be able to elevate her blog to "top hit" status by the simple procedure of instructing the editor to type the words "Lady Bracknell" one hundred times into a single blog entry. But Lady Bracknell feels that such a ruse would be unbecoming to one of her aristocratic status and would, moreover, set a poor example to the masses. Honours which have been gained through underhand and manipulative behaviour are, in her ladyship's opinion, not worth having.)

Secondly, Lady Bracknell was pleasantly surprised - not to mention proud - to discover that her blog has been deemed worthy of mention in The Ragged Edge World-o-Blogs section.

Thirdly, Lady Bracknell was most gratified to discover that Steve the Stick Man has borrowed copiously from her ladyship's various encomia on his splendid products in the comments section of his site.

Fourthly, should it be the case that not all of her readers regularly make the trip across to Miss Prism's entertaining blog, Lady Bracknell wishes wider attention to be drawn to Prism's musings on what she would do with a million hours. (This began as a discussion on what one might do with a million pounds, but Prism is not a particularly venal soul, and so decided instead to ponder what she might do with a million hours.) Lady Bracknell - whose affections towards Prism grow ever warmer - considers this to be an admirable mental exercise. Her ladyship's own pain levels render the prospect of 114 years of free time less than wholly enticing: however, readers who do not share her scruples are encouraged to comment on Prism's blog should they have any thoughts of their own to append to what is already a distinctly appealing list.


Finally, Lady Bracknell and the editor would like to extend their sincere thanks to those readers who offered words of support in response to the previous blog entry. Lady Bracknell hopes that said readers will understand why specific details of the cause of the black cloud have not been forthcoming, but assures them that both she and her trusty editor will live to fight another day. As long as that day is not quite yet.