Drink! Feck! Girls! Airse!

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

My father would be so proud. 

Saturday was the day of the Halloween party slash Blood on the Clocktower game. 

"Hey, why are you not in costume?" I asked when I got to Jefe and Manda's.

"We did that already for Halloween," explained Jefe.

Well, no-one told me. 

So I was the only one in costume (sinister priest*) but had a lot of fun with it. I went around slapping a Bible and pointing it at people and telling them they were going to HELLLLLLLLLLLL...

Not an actual Bible. We don't even have one in the house. It would probably burst into flame. 

In an even more exciting development my good pal Reg from Sydney was there with his partner Claudia. You may remember them from this. 

They also turned up in fancy dress. Because of me. 

Well, no-one told me.

They were dressed in camo gear as a pair of Twitchers. And they gave me a book on bird spotting which was GREAT. It was even a vintage book which made it even better! I told them about Colin the Blackbird, so they knew they had the right gift for the right person.

And THEN Caro turned up! She had to work on a big funeral during the day and DROVE down to Plimmerton herself! This is the furthest she has driven yet (it's about 30 minutes away but on the big expressway) so I was very proud of her. 

We had a bit of a sausage-sizzle with nice salads and then it was off for the main event. 

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I did my thing and strode about and threatened people with inevitable NASTY DEATH if they did not identify the Imp. This time around, I tried to stack things a bit more in favour of Team Good. Team Good has been a bit f*cking useless actually. Team Evil typically survives completely intact because feuds break out between Luke and Jefe or Caro and Jefe or Manda and Jefe. 

Jefe takes the game really seriously. And it's HILARIOUS. 

However, this time I gave Team Good lots of advantages, including making Manda the Drunk Virgin. Not only hilarious, but HELPFUL. 

And it worked. The noose was tightened around Luke's neck as it was revealed that...

HE WAS INDEED THE IMP!

The cheers were tremendous. 

We then played a second game which did not go so well for Team Good. Caro overheard Jefe telling people he was the Recluse and decided to tell people she was ALSO the Recluse because - and I quote - "I thought it would be funny."

"YOU'RE not the Recluse! I'M the Recluse!!" spluttered Jefe.

"But are you though?" said Caro, smiling sweetly. 

It's that smile. It drives Jefe BONKERS. He turned a shade of pink and tried DESPERATELY to convince everyone he wasn't lying.

"But I'm the Recluse," repeated Caro, looking like the Cheshire cat.

Long story short, this completely threw Jefe off the scent and he ended up putting Caro up for execution. This ended the game early because she was - in actuality - the Saint. And if you execute the Saint, the sky turns black and demons nibble on your entrails. That's what I told everyone, anyway.

So it was a wonderful night! Everyone had great fun! I make the game sound nerdier than it actually is. I mean - it has the POTENTIAL to be nerdy if you take it seriously. But this crowd do not. There's a lot of innuendo and insults. 

Briar, I was especially pleased for. She's so lovely but so shy and normally just sits quietly in big groups with lots of people. But it's like this game gives her the excuse to become a different Briar! She was VERY vocal throughout and chatting to everybody. It makes me happy to see her this happy.

And then Caro drove me home! In the dark! I am so very proud of her!

Both for the driving thing and for the "driving Jefe bonkers" thing.

S.

* "Is there any other kind?" ask Jefe.