The Splendiforous Transylvanian September NSD Challenge!

Maybe_its_because

Adding another one to that total :-)

Declaring 8/11 for today

Thanks, MIB xx

Gem-gem

NSD number 14
Tomorrow I will hit my target. : 0 )


Really having to grapple with the spending demons at the moment. I'm trying to save up for the next instalment of house refurbishment. We've had the quote in. And for some strange reason all I want to do is go out and spend. Aaaahhhhh!

Munchin

Morning all

I'm up to 11 NSDs and I got 3 in a row:)

BigMummaF

12 from BMF's Barmy Marshmallow Franchise (It's a new venture for me; I have high hopes for this one but Mrs Doyle's not too happy about my using her third best tea service for the moulds )

marmiterulesok

Hi fellow nsders,I'm back from a lovely holiday!

Oh it's nice to be home......I'll be back and update this afternoon,once I've coordinated Igor and Mrs Doyle (no Mrs Doyle,I don't think I could possibly manage a fifth egg sarnie,not after Igor's massive Continental style breakfast of pilchard croissants and lumpy pink custardy yogurt.....) to get to hoover out and mow the lawn....

I survived my five flights with the soothing effect of the odd tipple.

Nargle I see that you've done a little update for me,thanks.That's a great help.

How are you all enjoying the Transylvanian splendours of the exclusive health spa?Igor's uncle is hoping for a good write up you know....
Igor is under the impression that they might even be awarded a Michelin star.
That's right Igor,reach for the stars. :rotfl:
I hear that Cheffie has been trying to make sherbet dip with the help of a home made hand grenade...oh gawd....
And Hubert,has he been well behaved,in as much as that is possible with a large,incontinent donkey with a penchant for pink lippy,dresses and spanx?

marmiterulesok

Right,who let the voles nest in the lawnmower?!!!!!

This is not good for my ulcer.

marmiterulesok

On a happier note,I've updated the front page.

Well done craftingmad,you have reached target (prize awarded!),but do you want to declare a second target or go for 'target exceeded'.
Whilst awaiting your decision on this uber important question,I would just like to add that I have chosen to put you down as 'target exceeded' as it means that you automatically win another prize:the dancing [STRIKE]vermin[STRIKE][/STRIKE][/STRIKE] voles!!!!





Well done too to Knit Witch.
Sending you a big hug.
Good to see you back.

marmiterulesok

Finally,welcome to Moonbeam!

I trust that you have settled into the nsd routine and feel part of the family.Don't feel pressurised into accepting any of Igor's pilchard pretzels,lumpy porridge or ferret and pomegranate seed mini quiches....he's used to disappointment,so you won't hurt his feelings.And on no attempt help Hubert to get his spanx on or off without wearing a bio hazard suit.
We can't understand a word Cheffie says either.Apart from 'chicky chicky bork' and 'boom boom'.
Oh,and you'll save much stress by accepting all offers of tea and egg sarnies from Mrs Doyle.Hubert is a constant snacker,so is always obliging in such matters.As long as Mrs Doyle doesn't find out.....

marmiterulesok

Last but not least:what shall our October theme be?

Thinking caps everyone!

Nargleblast

Come on, Igor, show marmite to her room, the one between the bell tower and the bat nursery.....Now Mrs Doyle's been giving the whole castle a vintage floral makeover, it is all looking quite lovely....even the bats have little bells round their necks so they make a tinkling noise as they fly around!

marmite , you have missed the surreal pleasure of seeing Chef on karaoke night do a duet with Hubert of that classic I Tawt I Taw a Puddy Tat. Marvellous was not the word!

Igor's sisters Helga and Olga have been working as massage therapists, what they can do with their hands and a pound and a half of Transylvanian Bat Fat just has to be seen to be believed!

Igor has been trying without much success to train his uncle's pet wolves to hunt for NSDs, hence the rather chewed looking one in the Cauldron.

Now, because people were so brilliant getting NSDs in a row, we ran out of the cheese eating mice. Apparently, Someone Who Shall Not Be Named (you little splitter, Igor!) went off on holiday earlier thus month having spent the prize budget on several crates of Old Battleaxe cider. Igor had to do a custom job on Helga' s voles, people were not best pleased! (Neither was Helga, nor the voles...)

Mrs Doyle worries me, though. She is on a mission to clean up the castle, and I have told her not to let Igor's uncle find out, as he will not be happy. Bad enough she's got knitwitch knitting little woollen coats for the wolves!