Alice's travels, part 3

Alice has had a good weekend so far. Stolen food count from person or persons unknown as of Saturday night is:

1 chicken breast (skinless, wrapped)
1 small treacle tart
1 chocolate brownie
The Evil Genius's breakfast.

There are also a few missing items which she may or may not have misappropriated. These include a reason why I should not be shame-faced about having sent Jill Dawson on the 540-mile round-trip to Carlisle to run poorly; a reason why I should not be perturbed by Lady Suffragette's debut, which showed no obvious promise; an explanation of what the hell Alice is doing in the lovely photograph of Stan and Merlin, into which she has snuck, in the Photo Gallery; and a web identity for Gemma, who claims that all that is preventing her from becoming a regular contributor to this blog is a lack of a suitable code-name. Unsurprisingly James has suggested a few possible names under which Gemma could write, but fortunately she has decided not to adopt any of them: the redoubtable Web Administrator would have a fit if Gemma put anything up under even the least offensive of any of these. We are hoping to have a party tomorrow (Sunday), and that should indeed take place unless Alice steals that too. To those who are planning to come, a very warm welcome awaits. And to those who feel they should have been invited (ie Richard Sims), your invitation was lost in the post. Or stolen by Alice.