Still here, honest

Yes, we are all still alive.  I am sorry for the lack of contact over these few months my disciples but to put it bluntly, I lost my mojo.  How can I, your Goddess, lose my mojo? Pretty easily with the stress which took over this household.  Reason number 1... Pandora

Reason number two, Schrodinger.

Let's just say these two did not get on well, so much so the slaves moved Pandora to his own room.  That's fine but did he really need his own tree, comfy bed, chair, desk and a massive climbing frame?  I mean, seriously, I thought prison was meant to be a punishment.

Here we see Pandora relaxing surrounded by boxes to climb in/over and the massive climbing frame (I think the slaves call them bookcases) in the background.

In the confusion Eowyn the silly girl thought everyone had to go for a cage structure to show their support for Pandora.  Nice try girl, but really, a laundry basket?

All I will say before I go again is yes, I will be writing more again but please remember to clear up your Halloween props after you at this time of year, though I admit, this flesh was rather pleasant.