MORE URGENT PROBLEMS!
Went to bed last night and every image to do with the Masked Ball was in place. Wake up this morning and there are 12 missing. Hold your competition hunts dear friends and focus on writing your entries for the rest of the programme competitions that don’t require visual searches. P, R and myself are getting beyond frustrated I can tell you!!!!!!
zut! flut! parachute!
Working on it . . . all the images missing are of Others, this time! Methinks they have a pre-ball game at our expense and it is enough to make me turn from Niccolo forever, I think . . . maybe . . . but . . .
As I write, I make the sign of the horn which is fist closed and the index finger and little finger pointing out. Whether it works is debatable. But it’s either that or my stiletto may be put to good use.
On the night, we can but hope that imps, foliots and all manner of unseelie Others do not sabotage our entertainments. For myself I could cope, but my dearest Direttore is losing so much hair that I despair.