This week on Friday Fictioneers Sandra has given us a view of Corfe Castle, a place that had a role in the English Civil War.
I can only imagine that the effort to heat such a place with wood burning fires in the winter must have been a constant task.
Thank you Rochelle for the prompt and to Sandra for her contribution of the picture.
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What do you think, Ambrosia?
Oh! Lazarus, you said a castle. Well, it’s perfect.
I know, a dilapidated rustic palace.
Uncle Fungus will enjoy the putrid dungeon, with bones left from the Civil War.
What about Drusilla and her Black Widow collection?
There are also fusty caves for Felix’s horseshoe bats.
And the villagers?
Ah! Cousin Gingivitis will charm them with his Nocturnes concerts.
Yes, and Aunt Verruca’s whiplash parties. How could they resist her Chinese burns?
If only mother was here to see this?
She already has, I dug her up yesterday.
Oh, Lazarus. You think of everything.