Dorothy had got herself into a right pickle, the servants had forgotten to inform Sir Tarquin Farbarkle about the impending dinner party and now he had scheduled his own get together. High society would be at a melting point with the conundrum of whose party to attend. Both Dorothy and Sir Tarquin Farbarkle were at the peek of their social status and a mistake like this could cause rifts that would cause reverberations for the foreseeable future. There was only one thing for it, Sir Tarquin Farbarkle had to die.
So, now three days into the new website but I have a day doing some freelance web design work so not much work will be done on the site. I still have so many image to get onto the site and probably won’t get a chance until next week 🙁