Lady Lynda is relaxing in the boidoir, launging on the love recliner. She suddenly hears the phone ring. She jumps up from being startled from the sudden ringing. She looks at the wall clock. Its 12:30 am. Who in tShe soon learns from recognizing his snarky voice its a former male student at Mr Pequots… Continue reading Mysterious Phone Call from the Past.
I remember I was seven decorating my sand castle on a beach in New Jersey, Summers Point. My father was nearby playing his guitar at a local joint. I turned around from where I was and saw the lifeguard looking at me. I figured he was marveling at my fabulous creation. What else could it… Continue reading A Memory of being down the beach when Lady Lynda was little.
Lady Lynda decided to write a sentimental poem on the subject of her endearing love for Seymour Toze. I still remember how we met that day in high school. We were in swin class at a borrowed pool. I still recall how shy he looked with his head down. Yet I could tell even then… Continue reading Lady Lynda Writes a Poem Dedicated to Seymour.