“Welcome and good-den, dear friend. Please hang your jacket or smock or pontificalia on the tree stand and, then, pull up a seat for your treat. Doldrums have no place at this table; I have made you some cheer by way of macorons and tea as complement for your favourite stories to read. Feet may have dragged yourself here, but the only way you are leaving is by sashay–spirits lifted and toes twinkling. ; )