This week Queen Elizabeth II became Britain’s longest serving Monarch. We may not be royalty but this seems the perfect time to tell you about the time we took an imaginary trip across the pond.
It might sound completely mental to imagine we are traveling to the UK, but until we make “The Guardian Bestseller List” or our books are made into movies (we can dream) we’ll just have to pretend we’re visiting the places in our stories.
Start the day out with a Classic British Breakfast
fried eggs, bacon, sausages, baked beans, toast & tomato
Play a Very British Game of Dr. Who Yahtzee
Or watch “Doctor Who” while noshing on Jammie Dodgers
Visit a Local British Restaurant
Fish and Chips for Lunch
Spend the afternoon reading the words of a British Author.
J.R.R. Tolkien, Lewis Carroll, Jane Austen, Charlotte Bront, Emily Bront, Charles Dickens, C.S. Lewis, Ian Fleming, Roald Dahl, and Agatha Christie…just to name a few.
Decorate the dinner table for a “Doctor Who” Dinner
Yummy fish sticks and custard
Cassandra Pizza and Bow Tie Pasta
So, if you ever do get to Jolly Ole England, remember…pants mean underwear, sweaters are called jumpers, and trainers are tennis shoes.
If you’re not too knackered from the “trip” curl up on your settee with a cuppa and read this scene from HOLLOWED HUMUSARA, introducing our favorite “Britishy” butler, Chesterfield.
At that moment the castle’s ornate wooden doors swung open and a slender man descended the stairs. He wore an old fashioned black tuxedo with long coat tails, a crisp white shirt, and a bow tie. His salt and pepper hair was meticulously combed back. Skylee thought he looked like he had just stepped from the pages of a Jane Austen novel.
Chrism, who was still slightly out of breath from dancing, stepped up to Skylee and let out a soft snort. “Where’d Phileas find him, Buckingham palace?”
Skylee gave her sister a poke in the ribs without taking her eyes off the approaching man. “More like the Antarctic,” she murmured back, resisting an urge to laugh.
“What the heck?” said Chrism, wrinkling up her forehead.
“Antarctic…penguins?” Skylee softly replied. “Get it?”
“Oh, I got it” she said, rolling her eyes. “Honestly, does everything have to be about wildlife with you?”
Skylee shrugged and grinned.
“Welcome to Mogg Castle,” said the man when he reached the bottom of the stairs. “My name is Chesterfield, the caretaker here. ‘Tis a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He spoke in a prim and proper British accent.
Skylee noticed something odd about him. His facial features seemed almost immobilized. But before she could study him more closely, a squeaky little meowing sound caught her attention. A rather large cat with fluffy orange and white fur had followed him down the steps. As the caretaker introduced himself to the adults, the cat scurried up and rubbed against Skylee’s legs.
Kneeling down, she stroked it gently. “Ooo, such a big kitty, she cooed. “Yes…let’s see…are you a Maine Coon? I think so…yes I do… Aren’t you a good…uh, girl? No…no, you’re a boy…aren’t you?”
“Aaaaw,” said Chrism, joining her to pet the cat. “Look at him, he’s so gorgeous! And he reminds me of someone.”
And just like that, Skylee was struck with an unnerving thought. Ever since her sister had turned into a bear and then a snake—not to mention seeing Levi, the Silvereye, flying around her hotel room—she couldn’t see animals in the same way. Now, she found herself wondering if they were a Corporus.
Well, if I could shift I’d be a cat, she thought, looking closer at the kitty. His large eyes shone like golden glass and his fur felt too soft to be real.
“Hello young miss,” said Chesterfield, bowing slightly to Chrism, and then pivoting to bow to Skylee. “Miss Porter, I see you’ve met our resident cat.”
Skylee stood. “Oh, hi—yes sir—we have. What’s his name?”
“We call him Mr. Chi.”
“Oh, what does it mean?” asked Skylee.
“The name has many meanings,” he said. “In China it is the energy of life or literally air, and the traditional unit of length, sometimes referred to as a Chinese foot. It can also mean dragon. In Greek it is the twenty-second letter in the alphabet. And in some urban settings it means an extremely attractive person, a hottie.”
“Er, well, thanks,” muttered Skylee, glancing over at Chrism, who stood gawking at Chesterfield as though he had just spouted a second head. “That was a very, um, very thorough definition.”
“You are welcome, miss.”
“Huh—can’t believe it,” Chrism muttered under her breath. “He might actually give her a run for her money.”
“Who?” asked Skylee with furrowed brows. “What are you talking about?”
Her sister smirked. “I’m just saying that Chesterfield here reminds me of another Wiki-fact wizard I know.”
“You are mistaken, miss,” said Chesterfield in a corrective yet tactful tone. “It is true that my data is accessed via Internet and includes an extensive number of dictionaries, glossaries, encyclopedias and web browsers, but I rarely scan Wikipedia.”
“Ooo…kay?” said Chrism, looking puzzled.
Skylee let out a small laugh and glanced nervously at the caretaker’s expressionless face. Is he for real? she wondered. She was searching her brain for the right thing to say when her mother stepped closer.
“Oh, Pumpkin,” she said, picking up the cat, which had still been weaving in and out of Skylee’s calves. “He seems to really like you.” She handed the furry feline to her.
Skylee cradled him in her arms. “He’s so perfect.”
“Correct, young miss, he is an android pet, a DroidCo Nine model. Mr. Mogg has equipped the manor with the finest technology, take myself for example I am a DroidCo Generation Twenty.”
“You’re an ANDROID!” Chrism blurted out, and then clamped her hand over her mouth.
Everyone stopped talking and looked at Chesterfield.
Happy 4th of July!
This is the perfect day to tell you about our RED, WHITE, AND BLUE party, in which we brought a setting from THE PRIMORTUS CHRONICLES to life.
Start the day off with a patriotic breakfast. It’s YUMMY and EASY!
Here’s a link to the recipe.
Then take in a Futuristic or Patriotic Movie…maybe both!
We saw TOMORROWLAND.
Check out this list of…10 Futuristic Movies
Or these…Patriotic Movies
Why not treat yourself to POPCORN for lunch?
In the afternoon take a break and READ a good book at your favorite spot. We know of a great series called..ahem, The Primortus Chronicles.
Sorry about the shameless plug.
Have some RED WHITE AND BLUE punch. In the photo below, see the glass bottles ready for our drinks?
Well, someone (HE who shall not be named) drank all the blue Gatorade so we just had pink punch instead. Yeah, everything can’t go right. Anyway here is the recipe we almost used…
For Dinner have a good old-fashioned COOKOUT with Cheeseburgers and Fresh Veggies.
Then roast marshmallows for S’MORES!
Top it all off with SPARKLERS.
Interested in learning more about New Washington?
READ THIS EXCERPT…
New Washington, formerly Washington D.C. was no longer the U.S. capital. The most powerful city in the world had been reduced to rubble on The Day of Disaster. Nearly all of its citizens had moved south, fleeing the brutally cold weather brought on by the volcanic ash known as the “Death Haze.” There were only a handful of people, survivalist types, who had stayed on, living below ground in the damaged tunnels of the Metro subway system.
It had taken four years for the politicians to get their heads together and decide on a new capital in Houston, Texas. So Washington D.C. sat in ruins, like a frozen wasteland.
Around the world, every nation had endured destruction and great loss of life. Those who survived now measured their lives by before or after The Day of Disaster, now more commonly known as The Day.
Over time, ever so slowly, the skies began to clear and it grew warmer. Naturally there had been a groundswell of support to rebuild the capital on its original site. However, after months of political debating and negotiating, a different plan was set in motion.
The capital would remain in Houston, and an SGR (special governmental region) would be set up in Washington. A region devoted to the prevention of global disasters, where experts from around the globe could come together. It would be filled with scientists, engineers, civil servants and environmentalists.
When the reconstruction began, most of the buildings and monuments were found damaged beyond repair. It took three years to rebuild the White House, which was then opened to the public as a research library and museum. But the most impressive structure erected in New Washington was “The Day of Disaster Memorial.”
The entire site consisted of three parts: the Global Recovery Fountain, the Survivors Memorial Park, and the Hall of Remembrance. The Hall was a gigantic crescent shaped building on the bank of the Potomac River. A plaque at the entrance read…
“Of all the questions which can come before this nation, short of the actual preservation of its existence in a great war, there is none which compares in importance with the great central task of leaving this land even a better land for our descendants than it is for us.”
President Theodore Roosevelt
Upon entering the building the visitors were greeted by a massive glass wall, which overlooked the Globe Fountain. A holographic photo gallery depicting the earth from space, before and after the catastrophe, lined the interior wall. The far ends of the hall contained event rooms.
Inside one of those darkened rooms lay a neatly wrapped package, waiting to unleash its contents. Securely tucked within were two gifts that were not what they seemed. Their true worth and how deeply they were tied to The Day was yet to be revealed. After years in silence their time had arrived.