Today,Spring cleaning began at Hilltop Hall,always a wonderful way to greet the new season...
Miss Moussie and the Dutchess were very busy. Together cleaning out the wardrobe!
The Dutchess is standing before a mirror,holding up a dress...
-What do you think dearest..can I still wear this ,or is it to old fashion...
-Now let me see..squeaked Miss Moussie...crawling out of a shoebox....o,but that's a lovely dress my dear..Pink roses..very romantic..if you don't want it anymore..could you consider giving it to me...If I alter it I can make ten dresses,curtains,and what ever more I can think of ....
-Then consider it yours dearest...shall I deliver it at you birds nest later...
-No need ..squeaked Miss Moussie...I will cut of a sleeve to begin with and then come back later for the rest!
-Good idea...said the Dutchess...let me get the scissors for you...
-This is great..twittered Miss Moussie...I can also make bedsheets and tablecloths for my swap shop..
And whilst the Dutchess and the moussie are busy...there's a soft polite knock on the bedroom door...and a croaky voice asking...'So sorry to disturb your ladyships in the midst of your spring cleaning...but do you have a minute...'
Surtenly ,said the Dutchess, opening the door...come in Gustave...but please don't look at the mess..O ,I see you brought with you some company....and before she could say anything more...the secret Alphabet tumbled in....whirling words..like..HI..and O MY..WHAT..A..MES...
-Sure its a mess..twittered Miss Moussie disturbed...you can not clean something that wasn't a mess before you went and cleaned it..to clean without a mess could be very suspicious...I believe THEN one is hiding something..like sweeping things under the carpet..
Both The Dutchess and Gustave looked at Miss Moussie...a bit puzzled...what did she just say...
Well....croaked Gustave,I believe a mess is just a mess...and it never bothers me...you should see the bottom of my Pond..But, dear lady's, I came to see you to ask you some advise about my..and there he paused for a while to let the alphabet whirl the word..... MENU!
-What menu Gustave, twittered Miss Moussie curious...did you invent a new recipe?
-I am always inventing new recipes, answered Gustave ,and you are very welcome to try them in my restaurant when it opens...I hope many friends will visit and that's why I am going to ask the help of the alphabet..
-I don't think the alphabet can cook old friend...do you think this a wise thing to do...It could get a bit chaotic in your kitchen,said the Dutchess a little bit worried.
-O, but they are not going to cook...they are going to help me serve,croaked Gustave...on the terrace under the lilac bush..and they are going to spell what's on the menu every day..like a flying menu card whirling through the woodlands..
-Interesting thought dear Gustave, squeaked Miss Moussie ,but then you have to do a lot of creative inventing...the alphabet can not spell everything you know..for instance they can't spell...pancakes...
There, the X from the alphabet swooped down and tapped Miss Moussie on the head...followed by the word PLANE..
-Careful ,squeaked Miss Moussie..I didn't want to offend you but hee..HOW are you going to spell pancakes.. its one of Gustave specialties..
Then the alphabet whirled through the bedroom faster and faster..and formed the words one by one...CAKE..FROM..THE..PAN....TODAY..
Oke Oke...twittered Miss Moussie now laughing..I think you can do the job...
-Yes, said the Dutches with a smile on her face..I am looking forward sitting with you under the Lilac bush...I wish you lots of luck with your restaurant Gustave
....and please take good care of the alphabet for me...they haven't been out for a while...
-Don't worry my lady..croaked Gustave...everything will be ..and above his head the alphabet whirled......OKE..
Gustave went back to his under water home...followed by the secret alphabet...
The Dutchess and Miss Moussie looked out of the bedroom window and saw the letters whirl the word CHERIO...just before they took a dive ..one by one..into the water..disappearing in the Pond..
O Dear..squeaked Miss Moussie I hope they can swim....
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Oh you two lovely ladies...I am doing the same thing here today, cleaning my little cottage with the birds singing outside! Dearest Miss M., you would look lovely in little pink roses and I could see you make a lovely bedspread. I made you a little bed dear one, just go on over to my miniature corner and you will see a little pink bed, just for you. A rose-patterned spread would be perfect. OH GUSTAVE...do you make pies too? Tea Rat loves blueberry pie, in fact, he is eating some of Gretta's pie and has his whiskers covered in blueberries. Oh what fun this season of spring is. Miss M., do take a break from all that cleaning....it is lovely outside today, especially under the lilac bush....
Oh you sweet little Miss, this bed is especially for you when you visit! I shall put a fine little sheet scented in your favorite perfume and you will sleep the sweetest of dreams! Wasn't that a splendid blueberry pie? Tea Rat has ordered 25 so that everyone can come! Sweet dreams little lady!
Dear Miss Moussie
It looks as if everyone is spring cleaning.. Bebe is trying to help me with mine, but she seems to be making more of a mess.. I think her mind is wandering. Pierre told her Dear Dutchess has invited to Hilltop for the Easter egg hunt..
Do you have room for one more?
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