The lings and I are safely lodged in rooms at the pub. We had a nice welcome home do thrown by the village spiders, who remembering how much the lings love gobstoppers, gave the lings each a small string bag full.
We went to the Manner House. It was sad to see the dust covers on everything. We learned in the village that spidey travellers were squatting in the wine cellar. The village spideys have heard reports of bottles broken and racks smashed.
The lings are anxious to see the former residents. Here is the first part of their diary:
We were excited to leave the Manner House and begin our adventure. Then mum told us the Manner House closed and we cried, especially the baby lings. The Manner House was the only home they’d ever known. The Abbot came that night and said it was perfectly all right for us to experience our sadness. He talks like that a lot.
Everyone at the Monastery welcomed us. We don’t think they knew what to expect: Mum and 4,000 lings. We have three rooms and a salon in our wing of the monastery. Each wing eats together during the week except for Saturday nights. We’re in the wing closest to the school. There was quite a lot of amazement at our accents. We hadn’t been on the conference call with mum when she made the arrangements after our application was accepted. The first few days we were asked to say things a lot, until Baby Daniel broke down in tears saying he didn’t want to talk anymore. One lady at the market discovering we were British spiders wanted to know if we were an invasive species. The town mayor always says cheerio to us.
Our days are different here. We get up at seven. Put our webs away. Have a shower. Get our school webs and march to the mediation hall. We sit for an hour. Then we go back for breakfast and then it’s off to school at 9:30. School ends at 3:00 and we go to our study places to do our homework. Now that we have our violins, we do 30 minutes of instrument practice at study. We go home at 5:00 and usually play from 5:15 to 6:30. We used to play outside but now it’s cold and dark and we have to play inside. After play, we have dinner and then go up to the salon room to talk. Sometimes the crickets drop by (more about the crickets later).At 8:30 we have to make up our webs and get ready for bed at 9:00.
After trying out all the instruments available, we lings decided we will play the violin. Mum was relieved, because during the time we tried out the piano, she complained the racket of us running up and down the keys nearly drove her mad.