The things we bloggers DO (and the things we bloggers should do)

Screencap from 'the Paradise' (on my to-see list)
~We bloggers love the phrase 'without further ado'. Those particular three words are to be found at least once, probably more, in every existing blog.

~Don't write complaintative (is that a word?) posts. They encourage your readers to complain as well, and then the atmosphere becomes very drowsy. Not nice.
~More than ten gifs in one post is too much. I like gifs, but when there are too many, your eyes get tired.

~No-one is perfect, remember that. Not everything in every blog is good.

~Blogs with quotes in their sidebars attract me.
~Another word we take great delight in using is 'rambling' or 'ramblings' or 'rambles' and all that jazz. So do I, so I'm not against it at all. Just an observation... it's a very popular word in the blog-world.
 ~A little slang makes your posts somewhat juicier, but too much is not elegant.
~Abrupt endings are 'in' too.
~Blogger pals, when they write each other comments, they never write 'my dear'- it's always, always m'dear or 'mdear or m-dear. I don't know why, but somehow no-one seems to like the presence of the letter 'y'.
~Always, always think twice before you publish something.
~I hardly ever follow blogs with publicity and advertisement (unless the blog is advertising for their own things- then I don't mind.)

~When you have a good idea for a blog post, write down some notes immediately, before you forget.
~Please always capitalize the letters which should be capitalized. I can't stand it when people write "'i' am..."
~It's tradition to put up randomly nice pictures. Ahem. Especially in Wonderland Creek.

~We bloggers should always welcome new bloggers into the blogging world. Are you getting tired of the word 'blog'?
~The first impression on a blog is important. I think it's important that viewer immediately sees three things: That you are a Christian, that the blog is pretty to look at, and that it is clear that you love writing what you wrote.

~There are more than 170000000 blogs in the Internet, so obviously it is impossible to keep track of loads. So you should only follow blogs which interest you. Don't just follow for the sake of following. (Am I making sense?)
~It is now becoming popular to make very long titles and then end it with a '...because I couldn't think of a better title.'

~If you don't enjoy writing, don't blog. (Oh so that's why all my blogging friends seem to write stories, heehee.)
~Getting tagged used to be more fashionable than it is now. Not on my part, however. I still love getting tagged. :-)
~Signing your name with a picture at the end of your posts is very sweet.
~You can steal ideas from other blogs. I do it the whole time. Some bloggers are too kind and simply too good to do it, but I think it's absolutely okay.
~It is extremely stylish to quote in your posts without telling your reader it's a quote. To use a quote as a common sentence in posts is very up-to-date, indeed it is.
~Whenever someone comments 'It's tolerable I suppose' it is the blog-hostess' duty to quickly comment back with '... but not handsome enough to tempt me.' Even if you don't know what the commenter is talking about.

~When readers comment long comments, I think it is very polite to answer back.
~Saying 'the comment-box is glad to receive you' is more trendy than just saying 'you can comment'. At least, that's my opinion. :)

~Don't mention the same word too many times in a post. It's hard sometimes. When I wrote my P&P95 review, I yearned to write the word 'love' ten times in succession.
~We shouldn't feel afraid of setting our opinions boldly, even if you know all the other blogs don't agree. But of course, in a nice way.

~Saying- ahem- writing 'ahem' puts some sparkle in your posts.
~I think you can use smileys in posts, but not so many that your post has a modern feel, if you know what I mean.
~I don't think it is at all that necessary to beg people to comment at the end of each post. People comment if they want to, and that sentence won't change their mind. At least, that's what I'm thinking. But of course, do what you want, this is just me.
~Bloggers like saying 'please pour a cup of tea and stay awhile!' or something like that in their 'about' thingy. I think that's a very welcoming sentence, and I've observed that many use it. When I was younger (like, twelve), however, I didn't like it. Because I didn't like tea. 

 ~To use this sign : '~' is very elegant.
~Please, please people. Don't use the word 'lol'. I don't like it. We Period Drama-lovers, we use the term *Lydia-snort* instead.

~If you feel that your blog is unpopular, don't despair. Keep on writing, and people will come. There are always people who enjoy what you write.
~It is very kind to comment frequently, even if you think the blog-hostess is posting far to much. Ahem.
~Remember, you are the hostess. Your blog is like a tea party. You have visitors whom you engage with biscuits and tea. And visitors, they say 'thank you', just like you comment.


Why North and South isn't my favourite (You could also call it a Review)

I love the Elizabeth Gaskell movies. After the Jane Austen ones (which decidedly comes first), they are probably my favourites. My favourite of the three is definitely Wives and Daughters, and Cranford comes close next. And... the one which is left- North and South that is- well, I like it, honest I do, but it has never been 'wow' to me. It just isn't my favourite movie. It isn't even on my top-ten list. Or ten-top, whatever you like to call it.

In this post I'll tell you the reason why North and South isn't my favourite. You could also call it a review. (Yes, okay- you read this in the title.) Warning, there are spoilers ahead, so if you haven't seen this and don't want to know what's going to happen, it would be advisable not to read on. And, another warning, there are strong opinionated opinions ahead, so be prepared. You know me, don't you. But of course, the comment box is happy to receive your opinions, even if they are different than mine.

Firstly, everything is so.... so black.
By saying 'black' I mean 'sad', 'weary' and 'not-very-joyful'. It is true- admit it. This is a very forlorn and melancholy film. To start with, there are seven deaths. Not two, like in Wives and Daughters (which was enough)- not four, like in Cranford (which was more than enough), but SEVEN.
1. Bessie Higgins
2. Boucher
3. Boucher's wife
4. The guy who Frank Churchill Frederick Hale pushed down the stairs
5. Mrs Hale
6. Mr Hale (at this point I am going crazy)
7. Mr.. what's-his-name... Margaret's godfather


So, needless to say, there are a vast amount of crying and wearing black and gloomy mourning scenes. And gruesome screenshots of dead people. (Boucher's death scene in particular is very not-Naomi-approved and the guy who got pushed down the stairs death scene as well).

Nine out of ten scenes have tears, black veils, suffering, crying babies, workers in rags or unhappy faces in them. I don't like any of the things I have just mentioned. Well, I don't really mind the black veil part- because black veils are rather elegant and they hide the tears and the unhappy face- but nevertheless, I am not particularly fond of black veils either. Ahem- I'm not talking about North and South. Sorry. 
Poor Margaret. Poor, poor girl. First she moves to a place rightly named after hell- Hellston. She sees a mighty handsome man with a mighty scary scowl beating a thin worker in rags.

She makes friends with Bessie- sees how her neighbours starve. She sees her good friend die, witnesses Boucher's gruesome death scene.

On top of all the unhappy things going in in that world, the Hale-family-atmosphere is melancholy as well. You heard that right.

Her mother and father argue. Her mother dies. Her brother comes and puts her in a heart-beating situation and forces her to choose between her brother's death or her breaking one of God's ten commandments. She chooses to break 'Thou shalt not lie' (I can't exactly say I blame her, of course) which again causes problems and makes her reputation with Thornton go in the negative direction. Because Thornton knows she lies.

Then, on top of that unhappy business- on top of all the deaths already past- her father dies. At this point, I think it's enough. At this point I'm literally dancing because of the this-goes-to-far-ness. Not dancing really- rather wriggling on the sofa and moaning softly, trying to restrain my complaints because people want to watch, but not managing to do so very successfully.

And then... guess what? Yep, you're right, her godfather (I still can't remember his name) says he's going to die. He probably knew because Margaret, he knew, would inherit his fortune and he also knew Elizabeth Gaskell would want to kill him off so that Margaret would have all the wealth in the end. (More about that famous ending later)

So... that's my main reason. This movie is like a funeral parade. One after the other. It's ridiculous.
In Anne of Green Gables, Diana Barry kills off all her characters in her stories because she doesn't know what to do with them. Perhaps Elizabeth Gaskell had the same problem.

Anne on how her friends write:
"It's extremely interesting," Anne told Marilla. "All the girls do pretty well. Ruby Gillis is rather sentimental. She puts too much lovemaking into her stories and you know too much is worse than too little. Jane never puts any because she says it makes her feel so silly when she had to read it out loud. Jane's stories are extremely sensible. Then Diana puts too many murders into hers. She says most of the time she doesn't know what to do with the people so she kills them off to get rid of them. I mostly always have to tell them what to write about, but that isn't hard for I've millions of ideas."


I have millions of ideas to redo North and South. Here are some of them:

~Bessie shouldn't die. Her not dying wouldn't affect the plot at all. Bessie should slowly fall in love with a nice guy and their romance should be left open, because that's a romantic thing to do.
~Henry Lennox should marry Miss Ann Latimore (Is that her name? I'm talking about the lady who's supposed to be Thornton's lover and who never talks and only nods and blinks.)
~Mrs Hale should get really ill, but she should recover because Mrs Thornton gives her some really expensive medicine. The two miraculously become best friends. Mrs Hale is sickly and fragile for the rest of her life, but she survives her illness and is happy to spend her time knitting in the rocking chair and talking with Hannah Thornton.
~Mr Hale should NEVER die.
~At the end of the story Mr and Mrs Hale buy Milton cottage back and live their happily ever after. Mr Hale starts a school which becomes amazingly popular.
~Margaret's godfather- what's his name?- should do what he did in the movie, because Margaret needs to end with the mill. That's an epic idea, and I like that.
~The guy who dies because Fred Hale pushed him down the stairs (his name as also escaped my notion) should die too, because that's where the plot starts to be really exciting.
~Boucher should not die. Boucher's family should end happy and richer. Thornton and Margaret must help them. All should end well for the Bouchers. Period.
~Thornton and Margaret go on a honeymoon to Spain, and visit Frederick and his fiancée.
~Fanny Thornton gets triplets who scream their heads off. Fanny finally realises what she's be like to her mother and brother.
~Hannah Thornton changes her character and goes round with baskets to help the poor. She never loves Margaret as much as Thornton does, but she remains civil and learns to enjoy her presence.


Daniela Denby-Ashe didn't cry half as much as Margaret would have done. She always stared vacantly ahead. (Look back, look back.) She isn't exactly my sort of heroine. She's too cold, isn't funny enough, and doesn't smile enough. I suppose she doesn't because she's been placed in such a stikin' sad story, so it isn't her fault she doesn't smile.

But I thought she was a nice heroine. She was kind, friendly and cared for her neighbours. Not dazzlingly beautiful, but with very pretty features- a normal heroine, to whom many people could relate to. Of course, we would cry more than she did.

 I know he's acted by Richard Army-tart, or whatever his name is. I know he has good ruddy looks, those eagle-ish eyes which girls squeal over and that firm set jaw which is popular with heroes in books. I know he was good and amazing and went ALL the way to Milton to pick Margaret a flower. I know he helped Margaret even though he knew she had lied. I know he loved quietly.

Quietly? Did I say quietly?
No. Mr Thornton says what he wants. He raises his voice unashamedly. That's not bad you know, but I think he gets too rough and too loud sometimes. Especially in the beginning he's far to harsh against his workers. Also- the smile-issue. He, like Margaret, hardly ever smiles.
He scowls too much- and even at the end he's a tad rude. Do you know what he said to... MR BELL! That's his name!! He said something like 'Go away and mind your own business.' And that was right at the ending. People compare Mr Thornton with Mr Darcy, but Mr Darcy is nicer than Mr Thornton. He's a little rude in the beginning, yes- but at least he doesn't scowl. He doesn't smile either, he just looks- like Margaret, as a matter of fact. Mr Thornton really scowls. And Mr Darcy improves rapidly- Thornton still says silly things at the end.
Anyway. He was a nice hero- but seriously, he's not at all my ideal. He was tolerable, but just not for me.
Besides, he lacked wit. I like wit.

Let me quickly overview some of the other characters.

I really loved Bessie. She had some funny lines, and a sense of humour, which I love to see in movies. She was so sweet, and I really don't understand why she had to die. She doesn't have anything to do with the plot, so I don't see why Elizabeth Gaskell had to kill her off. I also love her younger sister, Mary- although she plays a very minor role, she's one of my favourite characters.
Mr Higgins aka Mr Bates, was a very good man, but- like Mr Bates- he was too bloodthirsty and always seeking revenge. But I can't help but like him. My favourite bit in the entire movie was when he and Thornton become friends. Oh me, I just love that bit.
Boucher was... well, I pitied him SO much. He was just such a poor, poor man.
Hannah Thornton was such an annoying character. Firstly, her low voice drived me crazy. Secondly, she was selfish and grumpy. I did like it how she loved her son, but really- he was the only
person she loved, together with herself. I didn't like her.
Fanny Thornton, however, is entirely a different subject. I thought she was hilarity itself... I just loved all the scenes with her. She bought some laughter and silly-ness in the movie, and I liked that. I love this quote of hers: I see you don't have a piano. I don't know how I could live without a piano.
Mrs Hale (who also acted Mrs Rose in Cranford) complained too much. Also- the not-smiling-issue comes back here. She hardly ever smiled. I don't dislike her, but I must say I wouldn't like to have her for a mother.
In the beginning I didn't care much for Mr Hale, but as the movie went on I thought he was extremely kind. Yes, I like him a lot. When he died... ARGH.

And finally, I have to bring you sad tidings (I'm sure you're used to that if you've seen North and South, heehee) by saying that I did not enjoy the ending. I've seen it twice, and both times I squirmed instead of swooned. Both times all my siblings watching with me yelled and laughed at the exaggerated kiss. Both times we all agreed it was 'over-the-top'.
Watch it here and then read my humble comments:
(sorry it's without any talking- it's just the soundtrack and the video clip. They don't talk much anyway, so you don't miss much.)
So... first he goes allll the way to the cottage to pick one yellow flower to show Margaret. He picks it up and stares at it as if he can see Margaret's reflection in it. I personally think it's a trifle weird, but I still thought it was sweet, that. And it works, Margaret gets all warmed up and starts to realise that Thornton is the guy for her. They all get worked up because of one little flower- amazing, that.

Firstly, WHY IS THORNTONS SHIRT OPEN?!? It annoys me so much that Mr Thornton's shirt isn't buttoned up! Talk about historical accuracies people! A man of his status would never walk into public like that.

And then that kiss... I think it's just over the top.

Then they both go in the train. He kisses her again and again, Margaret gives a tiny hint of a smile as she stares vacantly out of the train window and... SNAP. BLACK. *Passionate violins start to burst forth*

The film is over.

I want a wedding. I want a proposal. And I didn't get either. I just got a great, big, mushy kiss in which the hero has his shirt buttons open and in which the heroine doesn't smile. Yes, I suppose that's popular nowadays, but I want to know. Are they engaged and I want to see them married. And I don't. And that's why I'm not satisfied with the ending.

I can imagine this is their wedding. But it's hard because neither of them are smiling. SIGH.

But! I DO like this move a great deal! I never said I didn't! It has some great scenes, great issues, great themes, great scenery, great characters, great quotes and great costumes in it. It's a great Period Drama, and I do like it a great deal. I'm getting tired of the word 'great' aren't you?
I would gladly watch this film again. I enjoyed and I do recommend it for Period Drama lovers. It's not my favourite- there are many better P D's- but I do like it.


The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe ~ Review (warning: I don't like it, so be prepared)

Now and then one likes reviewing things they don't like. I mean, if one would only review their favourite movies and books ones readers would get sick of the repetition of the word 'love' and constant sentences such as 'it was amazing.' Therefore, I have decided to take the risk and review a very popular movie that lots of people seem to love but I do not endorse. I know, I'm so brave.
Firstly, I'd like to say that I can bring myself to understand why you might like these Narnia movies. Please, do not be upset at my severe criticism which you shall set your eyes on in a few moments. If you are an ardent fan of the Narnia movies or other movies like that (which includes the Hobbit and the Lord of the Rings) it might be better for you to stay away from this post. But of course, the comment box is open for arguments and persuasive essays, so feel free to read on. ;-)
First, let me make a teensy-short-paragraph-length-y review looking at the positive side. Everything has a positive side you know, and 'The Lion, the witch and the wardrobe' certainly has one too. C.S.Lewis* was a very Christian man who used his weird- ahem- special stories to show Bible stories and so. We all know the Lion is a picture of God and the witch a picture of the devil. Edmund gets tempted and the Lion sacrifices his life to save him, like Jesus died for us. I think it's a very good way to show youngsters the importance of what God did for us- I undersand totally why children like this. In fact, my younger siblings from Margaret down to Jim Bob enjoy the books and movie a lot. They aren't raving mad fans, but they would gladly watch the movie again.

*I just wanted to tell you that my granddad once slept on C.S.Lewis' hot water-bottle. Entirely beside the subject I know, but I'm rather proud of that, and I thought I'd tell you. ;-)

But, ahem, I would not. Gladly watch the movie again, that is. I've told you this in the title readers, so you've been warned and told to prepare yourself. The criticism is coming dauntingly soon now. Phew, I really don't know where to start. I suppose I'll just go through the characters, write my unkind or better-approved opinion with each of them and then at the end tell you the main reasons why I dislike this film.
I'm supposed to like Aslan, I know. He's the good one, the hero. I suppose he was very kind and lovely... but he was a lion and he talked. And lions, dear readers, they are not able to talk. If you don't know this you'd better close the computer or laptop you are on now and go to your room to study some Biology. Lions cannot talk, whatever you give them.
And to make things slightly- lets say even more that it bugs me-able - it was plain as pudding that Aslan wasn't acted by a real lion. See, that proves that lions can't talk. It was plain embarrassing to see Edmund and Susan and whatnot talk with a teddy who gave them wise advice. Teddy's aren't wise and lions can't talk. That's that.
Oh I'm not done yet. Sorry people. Another thing that annoyed me with Aslan is the way he kept on quietly closing his eyes while he talked. And his voice was weird. He was just too calm and unreal that it was irritating. Oh yes, and he had too many manes.
But... yes. I suppose he was the hero. There certainly was good in him. There. I've pleased the Narnia-fans now. :)
I'm supposed to hate the witch, and I do. Who can like such an evil monster? She looks like icicle but then an ugly version. And she's terrifying because she's so mighty and ugly and icy and cruel and- make long story short, there was not a single cell in her body which even hinted a sign of goodwill.
Oh yes, and her costumes were simply ghastly and her hair-styles even more abhor-able (which, is- although it sounds similar- the antonym to "adorable".)
'Nuff said.
Peter and Susan were sort of bossy, but that's normal 'cos they are the oldest girl and the oldest boy. I'm the oldest girl too, and I'm bossy too sometimes, so that's totally understandable. And they didn't believe a word of Narnia and neither do I so thus far we sort of share our opinions.
I thought Peter and Susan were nice, really I did.
Edmund was very aggravating in the beginning. He went off with the witch to start with, he teased Lucy till she cried and he disobeyed his older siblings who were far wiser than him and had to be listened to.
But he improved in the ending and he's cute so I suppose I can just about tolerate him. But naw, he wasn't my thing.

Lucy, however, is entirely another thing. The only reason I don't like her is because she is the one who discovered Narnia and let us to a movie I didn't like. It was just so nice, in the house with the professor. Who do we want to see things that can't be real anyway?
Back to Lucy. Apart from that, she was just an absolute doll. She's clever, witty, indescribably cute and make scenes go faster, which (according to me only) is a good thing indeed. I felt really sorry for her when no-one believed her and I laughed together with her when they finally all tumbled down the wardrobe and landed in Narnia. I felt like saying 'I told you so' together with her.
Lucy was my favourite character in the entire movie.
Now I've kind of talked about all the main characters, I can go and bash on.
The main reason for disliking this movie? Well, here we go.
What's this?
A faun. Fauns don't exist and look ugly. There.
And the fact that it's James McAvoy doesn't make it better.
What's this hideous ape-robot standing at Susan's left?
I don't even know. But I know it doesn't exist and that it's very, very ugly. There.
What's this?
A dwarf. That doesn't exist and it's ugly too.
What's this?
And this thing I don't want a picture of on my blog? What's that, pray?

You might know their names, but we all know they do not exist. And we also know Lions, beavers, foxes and dogs can't talk. We also know magic potion isn't real.
I don't mind a little bit of magic in movies. I love the film Mary Poppins, for example. Mary flies, they have a tea-party on the ceiling, they tidy up their room by snapping their fingers and so on. But why does that not annoy me and the Narnian nonsense does?

Well, Mary Poppins is human and that explains it all. Dwarfs, Lions, Unicorns and Fairies are so far from being realistic that it's just hideously stupid.
Understand me, please.

That's the main reason where my dislike for this movie is founded. I also don't like the battle scene, the scaaaary scene where the lion dies etc., but that is because of the creatures, so it's the same reason.

I'm embarrassed to say it, but even the ending didn't please me. Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy all get crowned Kings and Queens of Narnia. Firstly, a county doesn't need four heads. Just to say. Secondly, an ending where children get crowned is just plain silly. It's over the top and not fun anymore.
And the children, what do they do? Happily stay in Narnia! They don't want to go back! What a notion!
Well they do get back, when they are much older. They go back and return back to childhood. Not a moment has past in the real, good, sensible world. Booo. That just adds to the weirdness.

You don't agree?

No. I take that back. I am sorry if I've upset you and I hope I haven't offended any of my readers!
As I said, the comment box is open for strong opinionated views and argumentative essays!


My Family

I have an absolutely lovely family, readers, and it's about time I introduced them properly to you. Well, to start with, we are numerous. Two parents (not that this is different from the norm, of course) five boys and four girls (shocking, I know- we lost). Oh, and- if you're interested in knowing it, also a rabbit. My younger siblings insist upon it that I put Mopsy (the rabbit) in as a family member. I think rabbits are rabbits and only family members when in a rabbit family. But there, there- one shares opinions.

I might tell you the names of my siblings one day, but for now that will stay a secret for the Internets. But of course I shall give them screen-names. I couldn't bare to refer to them as 'this sister o' mine' and 'that brother o' mine'. And- because I am a crazy Period Drama nut- I shall give them the name of the Period Drama person they relate to the most.

Get introduced!

Ignore the head at the back.
My older brother is my only sibling who is older than me, but it was the hardest to find someone suiting his character. Then I found someone... but that person had such an unsuitable name! Valentine! So I'll just call him Logue, which is Valentine's surname. Logue sounds nicer.
Righty. So. My brother Logue is always studying. So is Lionel Logue's son in the Kings Speech, that's why I chose him. At the table, on the sofa- always with a book in his hand.
My brother Logue, is a history nut, loves reading Woodhouse, studying Greek and Latin and also enjoys going on cycle rides... with a history book in his hand.

Click on the 'About the Authoress page'


Climbing trees? Chasing dogs? Wading in mud? That's my sister. Margaret is full of energy and love for animals and nature. She could spend hours in amusement looking at birds and insects, taking care of Mopsy, patting dogs and cats. Although we are far from being similar she and I are terribly good friends and we always (almost always) enjoy each-others company.
I would like to add that my sister Margaret is not entirely like Margaret Dashwood. To start with she is fourteen years old (like Margaret in the book) and she does not care much for atlases. My sister Margaret also plays the piano amazingly and is also trying the violin.


Those of you who have read my review of Just William might be a little surprised at my choice here. I said in my review that William was rather rude and not a good role model. No. My brother William is not like that. But they are rather similar in some aspects. Both of them are funny and can make a whole room laugh until they cry. Both of them are wild boys who get into mischief.
My brother William is also a breath-taking pianist and guitarist of twelve years old who enjoys cooking for the family.


For those of you who are common with the Little House on the Prairie series know who Andy Garvey is. (He's Laura's friend and a neighbour of the Ingalls'. This is fictional and not in the book.) Andy is a little shy in public but amongst those he knows, he is not. He loves animals of all kinds and he's tough, courageous and very brave.
My brother Andy also knows surprisingly much about animals, history and geography for a ten-year-old.

Jim Bob

Just like Jim Bob in the Walton TV series, my eight-year-old brother is one of the calmer are quieter ones of the boys. Of course, he has an inner toughness and loves fighting with his brothers and joining in the fun. My brother Jim loves studying anything which has anything to do with birds, our rabbit Mopsy, learning Greek from his oldest brother and playing the piano.
He's a very kind and sweet boy.


My sister Gretl is five- almost six, and I think that she behaves more grown up than Gretl does in the movie. I do, however, think she and Gretl are rather similar. Both of them put up their hand to show how old they are, both of them giggle incessantly, both of them always want to join the fun with the older ones and both of them are good singers.
My sister Gretl rooms with Margaret, and is therefore rather similar to her. She loves animals, climbing trees and playing outside. Unlike Margaret, she loves dressing up in the prettiest dresses she can find. Gretl is spunky, knows what she wants and insists upon doing anything the bigger ones do. Because- she says- she IS big!

Carrie, aged four, is my roommate- and oh, what an adorable one she is! When in a cheerful disposition she is giggly and sweet and laughs a lot. My sister Carrie is not entirely like Carrie Ingalls, but it was the closest I could find.
Carrie loves dressing up, playing with Gretl, eating food (food is her ONE weakness) and drawing. I love her so much! My room would be boring without her!

This is seriously the only picture I could find
Now, to start with my youngest sibling is two years old. Two. So he's much younger than Dani Burnier from Treasures in the Snow (a movie more people should see!). It was however, the best I could find. Both of them get spoilt being the youngest and both of them are radiantly cute.
Dani gets, since he's the youngest of nine children, rather spoilt with kisses and hugs. That is, of course, a good thing. He's loves his mother and always wants her by his side.
Dani is the cutest little brother existable on this globe!

This is Dani with our rabbit, Mopsy:

Photograph courtesy to Margaret

Of course I cannot end this post before mentioning my lovely parents who bring us up. My father and mother are simply the best. (I cannot find the right Period Drama people to match them, sorry.) Thank you Daddy and Mummy for all your love and work! Thanks Logue, Margaret, William, Andy, Jim Bob, Gretl, Carrie and Dani for putting up with me every day!

PS. This is my 50th post!


Period Drama confessions

The nuns make their confession :D

~I like Cynthia Kirkpatrick. Although I certainly not agree with everything she does and says, I like her and definitely do not consider her a villain!

~I watched Pride and Prejudice before I read it. (But not with Sense and Sensibility, I can say that!)

~Laurie Laurence from 'Little Women' drives me crazy. I just don't like him! (But still, I think Jo should have ended with him.)

~I used to like Mr Bingley better than Mr Darcy (not anymore!!!) (Wow, I confessed this!)

~I think it's terribly unfair that sixteen-year-old Liesl has to go to bed at the same time as five-year-old Gretl.

~In the 'Little house on the Prairie' my favourite scenes are the ones in the Olesons house.

~The scenes with Mr Holbrook in Cranford bore me a little. Just a little.

~Although I love Marianne Dashwood, I think she should listen to her sisters when they tell her it's going to rain.

~I think Keira Knightley only became an actress because she's so beautiful. Ahem.

~My favourite character in North and South is Fanny Thornton. What! I didn't really say that, did I?

~I think that Barbara Spooner (in Amazing Grace)'s wedding dress is far less pretty than her first two costumes. One would assume that her wedding dress would be her prettiest one.

~I love Lydia Bennet, even though I find her totally annoying. Weird, but it's so.

~Jane Bennet is SO good that it almost goes too far.

~In the first series, Edith was my favourite Crawley sister. (In the second it was Sybil, and now it's Mary:)

~I think it's so strange that most of the Cranford ladies have blondish hair- it should be grey or white, shouldn't it?

~My feelings towards the 2005 version of Pride and Prejudice are not at all cordial-- but you know that, and that's not a confession, it's a fact.

~I always cry when the Banks family (Mary Poppins) are a happy family at the end of the movie.

~I love the Fiddler on the Roof, but I hate the ending. Movies should have happy endings.

~I don't like the Narnia movies.

~My favourite Gaskell hero is not Mr Thornton, it's Roger Hamely.

~I don't like the North and South ending. Sorry, people. I want a wedding!!!

~There are more confessions, but I shan't go on, because twould be embarrassing for me, hehe.

Do you have Period Drama confessions to make?