Current mood:	content
Current music:	Soft Cell - Tainted Love

The hills are alive.. with the sound of Lorne.
//engage the anti-LA wall//

Things are getting messy over here sweetums. It is like a reincarnation of the Ripper days. Who, personally, I think was a demon. None of this royalty or doctor business. I mean have you met Lizzie? She is the sweetest little matriarch anyone could dare to squeeze. She does need to relax the curling rods a little bit, but those hats! Meow!

Digress much?

Think I caught a couple of these newly famed slayers in Hyde park. Taking down what I am sure was some of Angelkins more notorious kin. Had to sneak back down one of these little alleys to ensure I went unnoticed. And lovers? It is hard for a demon, a bright green one at that, to go unnoticed in this city. Rumours among my kind is that the council is trying to get back up and vaulting.

The gig is a smash. Now mind you the smashing was not all done by me. I had to make ugly faces at this one patron who kept calling out for some Lloyd Weber. I shudder! No rest for the wicked dumplings.


Tis time for tea! Posh is a fright if I am late.

Cheerio.

//end this thing//