Wednesday, December 30, 2009

An award for followers

I have been tagged for the first time by Kathleen Pevensie and now, I tag all my followers and award them with these awards.

1. Tell all your followers how long you have been blogging.
2. Then tag all of your followers unless you have LOTS, then, if they follow you closely enough, they will swing by and pick it up on their own.
I began blogging almost a year ago. January 12, 2009. I began at THE ADVENTURE CONTINUED which now bears the name of: ALOT O' CELTIC NONSENSE ABOOT...NOTHIN'
on this blog I wrote a book named the same original title of the blog. This story showed the continuation of The Lord of the Rings. This story took me almost three quarters of a year. When I finished I began to write things of no importance. Hence, after a few months, the said name which it bears now came about. On October 13, 2009 I recieved from the gracious hands of Rose Marchen a playlist which now sits at the bottom of the said blog. It has not changed. On November 19, 2009 I made a google email account and started the Blog I am writing on.
This seems a long story, and it is. It would seem as if perseverance and mear enjoyment has kept them running, however, nothing would have given me more perseverence and enjoyment than my loyal followers who, as Rose Marchen once said, "Would die for me eh, I doubt it". I thank you all for your encouragement especially to Rose Marchen who has helped me many times with my blogs and Kathleen Pevensie who has tagged me for the first time. My thanks!
~ The Pimpernel, who is ever thankful to his followers.

Monday, December 28, 2009

After Christmas

Well, ladies and gentlemen, the season is over. The season we have been looking forward to for so long is finally at end. I am happy to say that, though it is upsetting, I am sure that the many people around the world have given great pleasure to the Infant Jesus. As for myself and my family, I had a wonderful Christmas day. It seems that the song, "Chestnuts roasting over an open fire", had stated truly, "little people will find it hard to sleep tonight". For, yes, I was unable to get myself to sleep for more then four hours. I truly did not understand the unfortunate incident. I did not feel so exited, but at night it is easy to convince yourself of many things. At precisely 7:40 I, and my siblings, sang a song of praise to our lord, who was now born. We descended the stairs and made our way to the living room. Their, on the burgundy carpet, lied many wrapped presents. We finished opening them around 10:00 and we began the Christmas breakfast which consisted of a Coffee Cake and many Egg Burritos. A meager meal, it would seem, but it tasted quite nice to myself. While eating, my sister, Hannah, turned on her soundtrack of "Les Miserable" and my other sister Vicki put on her soundtrack from the Movie, "The Phantom of the Opera". After breakfast, the best music began to play. I turned on my new soundtrack of one of the best movies ever made, "Braveheart". At 2:00 we had friends over and we enjoyed a large dinner and I, being used to doing so at birthdays, put on a regency outfit and became a Waiter. The day ended nicely with the Jesse tree and we went to our beds.

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas!

'Tis Christmas day! We have made it at last to the birth of our Lord, Jesus Christ. On this day I praise our Lord and say, just as Tiny Tim observed:

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Today is the Eve of the Eve of Christmas Eve! Two more days until Christmas! However, I don't know if I'm going to be able to post anymore for a few days so, I'll say right now,

December 23:

'Tis the Eve of Christmas Eve!

December 24, Christmas Eve:



That Night:

One more Sleep Till Christmas

Marley and Marley

It Feels Like Christmas

Bless Us All

Friday, December 11, 2009


I have just watched one of the most awesome civil war movie ever: Gettysburg. This movie showed one of th most bloodiest battles in American history. The music in this movie was breath taking. The lines were very good but some could have been a bit better. I was amazed because their was no bloody scenes. A bullet would fly into a person but no blood would come out. I absoltely loved this movie.

Here's an example of the music.

Here was a scene that really showed how desperate this battle was.

These "mutineers" were men who had seen so many battles tha they decided not to fight anymore and no one could change it exept this colonel.

This is July the third, the last part of the battle of Gettysburg. Their is no blood in this. But if you want you can have an older person watch it first.

This one does have one bad word in it right at the beggining so if you could just push the mute button until after the first line is spoken, I would be grateful.

Friday, December 4, 2009

David's Birthday!

Ladies and Gents, (Even though I have no gentlemen, other than my good self, following my blog) I wish to announce that my brother David's Birthday is coming up! He is having his very first birthday party as well. Unless you consider the party that he had when he was zero years old. We are having over many good friends of ours, and his of course. The theme of the said party will be Piratical. Some people will be Pirates and others will be Pirate Hunters, or Privateers, or Soldiers. It will be a wnderful Party! Our basment is all decorated and we have many, many games ready. The games will be: Cream the Brit, Blow up the Ship, Steal the Pot o' Gold, Walk the Plank, Fish over board, and Dodgeball. Well I have to go work on the games so I wish my brother a very Happy Birthday!


David getting in Uniform

David in school

Angry Dave

David in full uniform

^David playing the Part of Sir Guy de Lenclin

In the part of Sir guy de Lenclin again

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Saturday the 21st

Last Saturday, the 21st of November in the 2009th year, I and my father, like all proper English men, went on a hunting expedition. My shotgun was in my arms and on my head I wore a orange cap so that if there be any hunters around, we would be spotted instantly. Usually, we English hunters where orange coats or vests, but our wallets weren't quite full enough to purchase a rather expensive coat. So, we put on our orange hats and my tall boots and my black jacket and headed out.

The night before we had switched the barrels on the Shotgun. You see, ladies and gentlemen, with each shotgun their are two barrels. One barrel is for a regular shotgun shooting and the other, which I particular very much prefer, is for a slug. A slug, my dear readers, is a single bullet for a shotgun. So, I took the shotgun in my hands and loaded three shots in it.

At precisely 5:00 a.m. we headed out to the front of our forest. It was a little less than 60 degrees when I began the march to the south of Fallen Oak and the four armed tree, south-east of Lookout Tree, and north of Flat-Top Tree. A year before, a tree had fallen down horizontally and another fell on a slight slant. On one end, it was easy to sit on one log and have your gun on the one in front of you. Ah! what a place. There were bushes in front of us where a deer could easily lie and eat. We were ready.

It is a rule that you cannot fire your gun until 7:00 a.m. and you must stop firing at Sundown. But, due to the tie difference, we had to add six minutes. It felt like an eternity. Finally, 7:06 came. But still, nothing came. We waited. We waited... I was very anxious at the moment. At all times I was ready to see a pair of antlers pop up in front of me. Nothing happened. So I waited.

"We're making enough noise for ten of us!" declared my father. It was true. We kept moving around, this way and that, I was picking up my gun and setting it back down, and asking questions now and then. Perhaps the deer could smell us! Ah! That might be why! Or perhaps they could see us! I pondered on these things.

Around 7:50, my father thought that it would be best to go to a hideout on the other side of the forest. I agreed. We began our march. We started to go in a strait line towards the hideout. But, though it looked simple enough, we decided 'twould be best to go around Flat-top Tree, where the woods made a ninety degree turn east, and head towards it then. We did. Still, there were many swamps. It was a very hard journey. We trudged and trudged, but we thought that it would be even easier, if we did not want our tracks all over, to go completely around the woods and head in towards the back of the hideout.

We finally made it. When we entered the hideout we discovered that it had only room enough for one person. So, since I was the shooter, I sat inside while my father stood outside looking around. We waited for another hour and still saw nothing. It was awful. nothing had come around all day and the only animal we had seen was a mouse. Terrible luck! At 9:00 a.m. we headed back home.

For the rest of the day we were busy working on the barn but around 4:30 p.m. We went to a different location, Lookout Tree. Once we had on our hunting apparel we marched to the tall tree. I was once again getting anxious. We were laying in a deer trail waiting. After the unsuccessful morning our hopes of shooting a deer was dimmed. We could only shoot for twenty minutes and that wasn't very long to wait for a deer. I was simply waiting with no expectations.

Then time ran out. It was 5:40 p.m. I said we should leave but my father insisted that we stay and watch. So, I watched and watched. Nothing came. I couldn't understand where the deer had gone! We see them all summer long but now they just disappeared. I just couldn't- Wait! What was that! It wasn't a- It couldn't be a- It was!

"Dad! A doe is out there!" It was true. A doe had just walked out right next to Flat-Top Tree. I wanted so badly to shoot it! But it would have been Illegal. So I left it. Where I live, There were so many does that it was needed to shoot more. But I left it. It was a successful hunt. We now knew where they came from. Flat-top Tree was the next objective.

Friday, November 20, 2009


Welcome my fellow bloggers. This blog is my personal blog where I, The Scarlet Pimpernel , will write my daily adventures! I warn you, be prepared for strange occurrences... Such as Chauvelin, my enemy, chasing me, French foreigners, or even a certain dangerous trio, known as Hannah, Yaviel, and an ancient enemy known as Emmy. Beware of these people! They are nothing but deceitful English highwaygirls (Instead of Highwaymen). Beware of these people.