What a glorious evening I had at the
2nd Annual Willow Manor Ball! I confess that I arrived a little late, due to the extra care Primus gave to they styling of my peruke, but it did not seem to matter, for guests came and went at leisure until the small hours of the morning. How does Her Ladyship manage to keep that much champagne available, I wonder. Here are some pictures for your amusement (pray, take no note of indiscrepancies, this is all in good fun according to Her Ladyship's edict):
Was this not a fine way to arrive?
Immediately I entered the manor, a glass of fine champagne
was placed in my hand. I think my charming Hostess
knows my predilections all too well!
I danced a flirtatious minuet
...took a brief rest to speak with my Sister...
...was quite overwhelmed when La Storace sang for me...
...entertained the company from Her Ladyship's excellent fortepiano...
...committed a little innocent horseplay...
...joined some other musicians for a portrait...
...and then settled into a friendly game of cards... or several.
I must confess that I do not remember returning home, but when I awoke in my wing chair, my face was covered with lip rouge kiss-marks and a note was pinned to my jacket. It read:
"Please see that Herr Mozart makes it home safe and sound,
and in one piece. He has been a naughty boy, but then,
we expected no less of him! Bravo, Maestrino!"I almost forgot to add that the guest I enjoyed meeting most was none other than...
