A NIGHT IN SHINING-ARMOR
From the 8th diary entry of Stewy Lemmon's childhood adventures.
It was a little while after our trip to the snow at the Shivermetimber Ski Resort, when my Dad said, 'He had some good news'.
His brother Albert, who worked as a tour guide, in the very old castle named, Shining Armor, located in the historical town of, Woncy Upon Thames, had invited the whole family to stay a night,
in the Shining Armor castle.
The castle would be closed to the public, so they could upgrade the garden's watering system, and do some minor renovations to the old horse stables.
He told Dad, 'It might be the only time we could come and stay there'.
Once Dad told us, the good news, the whole family quickly agreed. It would be chance in a lifetime to stay in a castle, and we were all, ever so keen.
Then Mum and Dad told us, 'They would get straight to work, on some super, secret, special, surprises, for the entire Lemmon family to enjoy, while staying at the very old castle.
Only three days to go, and we still didn't know what they were both up to. Dad was busy driving into town and back home again.
Then, dad would go straight back into his unusually built and outrageously painted, outback, backyard shed.
Our Mum, was coming and going from her very own, colourful, Arts 'n Crafts, hobby room, at the back of the house.
It was now Saturday morning, and my Dad, had got up at the crack of dawn, to pack the car with all of our baggage. But, he soon realised, that he needed more room.
So, he decided to hook up our very old trailer, for a bit of extra room.
But, he had cleverly, covered up everything that was packed inside, so we couldn't see our super, secret, special, surprises.
We then all got into our family car, and headed off for a night in Shining Armor's very old castle.
On the drive there, the whole family pretended we were all travelling to the old castle, in our very own, royal, majestic looking, horse drawn carriage.
Dad, pretended to be the head carriage driver, Mum, pretended to be the royal caretaker, while my two, identical, twin sisters declared themselves as,
'The Princess's Emma and Jemma of Shimmerleedimmerlee Estate, to us all', with a pompous smirk on their faces.
My little brother had to be, 'Lord Lemmy the Little of Woncy Upon Thames' of course. Smoochy was named, the royals pet Corgi and I of course, was his 'Excellency King Stewy the IIIV'.
Oh, what fun was had by all, travelling to the old castle, while pretending to be and talking just like, real royals, would do.
Upon entering the castles estate, we even got to drive across the drawbridge and through the large fortified gates. Our Uncle Albert, was waiting for us at the foot of the stairs.
He then opened all of our pretend horse drawn carriage doors.
We all stepped out and burst into laughter and our Dad, jokingly said, to our Uncle Albert, 'You can take the royal baggage to our rooms, and then make our dinner on time,
and don't forget the fine wine'. Then, with a grin, Uncle Albert said, 'Will that be all sir'?
The whole family then walked up the front stairs, through the grand entrance, and into the foyer that had a massive staircase, right in the middle.
Wow! I thought, 'What it must have been like, to live as a king'.
We all went upstairs to our very own bedrooms, to take a warm bath. While we were bathing, Mum, crept in and laid our super, secret, special, surprise over our beds.
Dad went to the trailer and took off the cover. Then, he hid our other super, secret, special, surprise in the castle's large garden shed.
We were all so happy with our Mum's surprise. Our clever Mum, had handmade us all, colourful and flamboyant, royal attire.
We would all wear them to dinner, like a real King and Queen would surely desire.
The dining table was like, twenty-feet long, Mum and Dad couldn't even see me, if I happened to do anything wrong.
After the main course and after plenty of talk, our Uncle Albert said, 'I'll be back in a sec'.
Mum asked, 'If he needed a hand, but he said, 'No thanks, I'm just going to fetch the desserts, so I won't be too long'.
He was gone for quite a while, when all of a sudden, the doors swung open, and in came a knight in shining armour.
My Dad fell off his chair, still holding onto a small royal jug, and ended up with apple sauce all over his face.
While, both my two, older, identical, twin sisters, just started to dream real fast, for they both had the same identical thought, that their husband to be, had come to take them away at last.
I thought, 'It's so funny, how the brains of identical twins seem to work'. Then, Smoochy had jumped straight back into my top left-hand side pocket, full of fright.
Then, the knight started to laugh, and said out loud, 'Will that be all sir'?
For it was our funny Uncle Albert, playing a practical joke on us all, and saying, 'That he was now equal, now that his brother Archie, had got his just desserts'.
In the morning, Dad went to the large garden shed and brought out his super, secret, special, surprises. For he had made, four homemade, rocking horses for us all to enjoy.
A little one for Lemmy: a medium sized one for me; and two identical, but, much larger ones, for my two, much older, identical, twin sisters, Emma and Jemma.
We got dressed again, in our colourful and flamboyant, royal attire, which we had worn to the royal dinner, the night before.
After a day full of horsing around and even playing chess, on the outside, gigantic, playing board, it was time to say farewell to Uncle Albert.
We thanked him for the invite, and for having made our trip, such a ball. For the wonderful trip we had, staying a night in Shining Armor's very old castle.
All the while, pretending to be royals, and even dancing in the great hall. But we all knew, it couldn't really happen in real life, that's for sure.