Dear Lady Catherine, thank you so much for your invitation, which I accept with the greatest pleasure. There is nothing quite like a party on the Scrotum. No, not even when some... er... of the less... hrrmf... oh, never mind, forgot what I was going to say. But isn't little Less Heard, for example, getting excessively annoying?  You have such patience for these ...rustic characters... dear Lady C, but... perhaps the dinghy idea might be expanded? 

 Is it all right if I bring Bishzilla? While *I* could certainly do with a holiday from her, you know how fond the dear Tex is of the monster. To the point of trying to run her for ArbCom a couple of years ago... a notion I can only call ludicrous, but it's touching, too. 

 Water the flower? Oh, I don't think so. It's in its standard eleven-and-a-half-month permafrost hibernation state, as it should be on these latitudes. It would go unbecomingly busy if I watered it.  
 P.S. Let me be the first to congratulate your ladyship on your beautiful new architectural article —destined, I hope, for FAC and the Main Page, where its stylishness and panache may be more widely enjoyed. Yours affectionately,  |  . [Absent-mindedly eats entire new cake. ]