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Yes, Witch caused quite a stir in the Dede world with her project. There is a lot of interest in how it is supposed to work and when the book will be published, and how she will publish it. Question after question. Unfortunately Witch shies away from publicity and would rather like to make the kitchen a no-go zone for everyone while she is in there making her concoctions.  She absolutely hates other Dedes standing around watching her. Foreign Correspondent managed to intercept her between the fridge and the oven yesterday and asked her for an interview. Witch said she is far too busy and continued walking. Foreign Correspondent just followed her around until she said if he gave her some written questions she would answer them when she finds the time. This answer was good enough for  Foreign Correspondent and he finally let her get on with the job. I am pretty sure he will have the questions ready by dinner time tonight. :)

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So I spoke to Witch. She is a real classical one: old and ugly. Not one of those modern witches, who try to bewitch you with their good looks, but lack the necessary experience to keep you under their spell. This ability only comes with age.

Witch is not surprised about Lou at all. She says she can understand that Lou is attracted to Skeleton Edeltraut (in his dreams). Which teenage puppy wouldn’t love to indulge in a heap of bones. But of course he has difficulties confiding in me as he regards me as a parent.

Since Edeltraut is one of my skeletons, she must be at least 100 years his senior. So there is a huge age gap. Witch and I both believe he is mistaken when he thinks what he feels is true love. He has a simple crush, but for all the wrong reasons.

Witch mixed a potion  which she said would fix Lou’s problem. I had to use a trick to get Lou to take it. I packaged it up in a nice colourful container and told him it was a new energy drink I got especially for him at the supermarket. But he took one sip only and spat it out. Then slurped down a can of his own favorite drink. I believe the potion was quite bitter. Needless to say the attempt was a total disaster. And now he won’t speak to me for an entire week.