Organiser of entropic rooms.
Creator of whimsical culinary masterpieces.
Judiciary to and detainee of the Asylum.
Once upon a English maid, there was a price, and that price was love. So she followed her love to the Other Side of the Pond, with bags in tow, and head held high, and small squawking things around her ankles.
Now, drowned and soaked in gin, and more squawking things, the maid is no more, though the love is true, as is the English heart.