The Misadventures of Tallulah Casey was Louise Rennison's second series, a three-book spinoff to her very successful first series, Confessions of Georgia Nicolson. I read Withering Tights when I was 10 or 11, when my older sister borrowed it from the school library while she and I still shared a room. I didn't read the next two until I started high school myself, but when I did I was very quickly hooked on the antics Tallulah and her mates got up to, and reread all three quite often. I got a hold of the ebooks eventually, and read them daily on the half-hour bus ride to and from school. I honestly couldn't count how many times I've read this series, and even now as an adult I pick them up every now and then when I want the comfort of knowing exactly what comes next.

Withering Tights

Published in 2010

Wow. This is it. This is me growing up. On my own, going to Performing Arts College. This is good-bye, Tallulah, you long, gangly thing, and hellooooo, Lullah, star of stage.

Tallulah Casey is ready to find her inner artist. And some new mates. And maybe a boy or two or three.

The ticket to achieving these lofty goals? Enrolling in a summer performing arts program, of course. She's bound for the wilds of Yorkshire Dales—eerily similar to the windswept moors of Wuthering Heights. Tallulah expects new friends, less parental interference, and lots of drama. Acting? Tights? Moors? Check, check, check.

What she doesn't expect is feeling like a tiny bat's barging around in her mouth when she has her first snog.

Tallulah Casey is a young Irish girl who accidentally signed up to a theatre school in Yorkshire to get away from her family. She quickly makes her first real friends among her classmates, but her time in Yorkshire is not without strife. Much like her cousin Georgia, she also ends up with an interesting and at times frustrating love life.

A Midsummer Tights Dream

Published in 2012

Hold on to your tights! Tallulah Casey is back and ready to Irish-comedy-dance her way through another term at Dother Hall, but now that she's been officially admitted to the performing arts program, that won't cut it anymore. Especially if she's going to help raise enough money to keep the school from closing at the end of the year.

There are also some ... distractions to worry about: The boys of Woolfe Academy are lingering about. And they are still boys, so they are still confusing.

Will Tallulah be able to test out her new snogging skills and ace her performance in this term's project, A Midsummer Night's Dream? Only time and more Irish comedy dancing will tell.

Now a student of the full course, Tallulah is back for her first full term at Dother Hall. This time they're performing A Midsummer Night's Dream, and the magic and myth of the play entrance Tallulah, despite the hardship Dother Hall goes through.

The Taming of the Tights

Published in 2013

In The Taming of the Tights, the third book in the (Mis)Adventures of Tallulah Casey series, Tallulah and her mates are back to finish their winter term at the Dother Hall performing arts program. And Tallulah is determined to finally show the world she’s a true star of the stage!

Out of the spotlight, Tallulah’s life is filled with just as much drama. She’s distracted by bad-boy Cain and trying her best to keep her accidental snog-session with him a secret. And although she is slowly beginning to think that maybe he’s not so bad after all, she also continues to wonder about unavailable Charlie and dreamy Alex. Who would make the perfect leading man?

Tallulah is back at school again after half term, and the tree sisters are one girl down. The play they've been assigned to perform is The Taming of the Shrew, which leads to Tallulah having some truly odd dreams.

The Performing Arts College Commandments

The performing arts college commandments were in the first edition paperback of Withering Tights, but I haven't found them anywhere else yet.

Do NOT photocopy your bottom
DO wear a false moustache
Do NOT perform ballet on a bike
DO try to involve small (but willing) animals onstage
DO find the comedy in everything
Do NOT try to understand your egg-xistence
Do NOT reveal your pants onstage (especially not worn over your other clothes)
DO method acting (especially if it involves lots of snogging practice)
Do NOT try to order snacks backstage just because you got the main part
DO remember where the lights are (a footlight is not for sticking your foot through)
DO ad lib (blame your creative genius urges)
DO bag the role where you get to snog a hot boy (but beware his understudy)
DO post your hilarious interpretative dance moves online
Do NOT create costumes out of bubblewrap
DO let your inner gorilla out
Do NOT do mime snogging, especially if you are by yourself
DO use comedy props, they are always welcome
It is NOT amusing to eat beans and be the front end of a pantomime horse
DO sing in silly accents
DO fill your tights and don the golden slippers of applause!

Lullah's lululuuuve list

After hearing about her cousin's snogging scale, Tallulah comes up with her own in The Taming of the Tights. It's much shorter, stopping at kissing with tongues, and doesn't have the fractional numbers that Georgia's does.

1 HAND RESTING
(A friend of my brother, Connor, put his hand on my bottom at the bus stop, and when I noticed, he said his hand was tired and he was just resting it.)
2 CORKER-HOLDER RELEASE
(Same boy undid my corker holder from the back and I couldn’t do it up on the bus and I had to sit there jiggling about, worrying that the tissue would fall out.)
3 BAT KISS
(Floppy Ben from Woolfe Academy kissed me after we went to see Night of the Vampire Bats and tried to put his tongue in my mouth. And it felt like the bit in the film when a bat was trapped in someone’s mouth, just barging around.)
4 NOSE-LICKING
(Cain licked a hailstone off my nose. I can’t discuss this.)
5 PROPER KISS POSSIBLY LASTING TWO MINUTES, WITH ADDITIONAL PRAISE FOR KNEES
(Boy—Charlie—kissed me really nicely so that I felt wobbly and he also said he liked my knees.)
6 CAIN HINCHCLIFF CAME UP UNEXPECTEDLY ON THE MOORLAND PATH AND HE . . . AND HE . . . OOOOH, PROPER KISS, LIP NIBBLING, AND TONGUES
(Oh Holy Mother of God, bless me for I have sinned. With the Dark Black Crow of Heckmondwhite.)

Lullah's Yorkshire Glossary

Most editions of the books have a glossary at the back, and I put together a comprehensive version from all the versions I've found.

Apple Catchers These are attractive huge pants. Pants that are big enough to collect a lot of apples in. Another term for this sort of commodious pant is “harvest festivals” (i.e., all is safely gathered in).
Bagsie If you say this it means, “Oy, that is mine,” meaning “Oy, I have bagged that.” It’s probably an old poacher’s term. And believe me, there are a lot of old poachers in the North.
Barm Pot A fruitcake. If you say, “You barm pot” it’s not like saying, “You loonie”; it’s more sort of affectionate. Like saying: “Oooh, you slight idiot.”
Bejesus This is from Hiddly Diddly land (Oireland). It’s a not-too-naughty swear. Like “Oh my word, you caught me on the knee with that hockey ball.” Or, gadzooks. Is that any help? No, I thought not.
Boots A large drugstore chain selling mostly cosmetics.
Borstal Is a place for very bad yoof. Like a young person’s prison. Woolfe Academy is sort of like Borstal, only the yoof (mostly Charlie, Jack, and Phil) are allowed out now and again to go on cross-country hops. The hope is that this will make them stop being naughty and get a job in a bank. This is the hope.
The Brontë Sisters Em, Chazza, and Anne. They lived in Haworth in Yorkshire in … er … well, a while ago. And they wrote Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, and loads of other stuff about terrible weather conditions and moaning. But in a good way.
Cat’s Pajamas When someone (like Cain for instance) thinks they are just too great for words. Like when a cat is so full of itself it shows off in its pajamas. OK, I’ve never really seen cats out shopping for pajamas, but they must do it sometime. Otherwise why would this be a saying? Grammar never lies.
Corkers Another word for girls’ jiggly bits. Also known as norkers. Honkers, etc. Cousin Georgia calls them “nunga-nungas.” She says because when you pull them out like an elastic band, they go nunga-nunga-nunga. I will be the last to know whether this is true or not.
Corkie Harness, Corker Holders Something to hold the corkers pert and not too jiggly. A bra.
The Dane Hamlet. All actors do this. Refuse to tell you what’s going on. It’s like never saying “Macbeth,” and always calling it “the Scottish play.” If we all did this, where would we be? I don’t know. No one would know.
Mr. Darcy (and Mrs. Rochester) Two characters well known for their sense of fun. Not. Mr. Darcy was in Pride and Prejudice and at first he was all snooty and huffy; then he fell in a lake and came out with his shirt all wet. And then we all loved him. In a swoony way. Mrs. Rochester was Mr. Rochester’s secret wife in Jane Eyre that he kept in a cupboard upstairs. She was mad as a snake and would only wear her nightie. In the end it all finished happily because she set fire to the house, went up on the roof for a bit of a dance about, and tripped over her nightie and fell to her death. Leaving Mr. Rochester blind. This is one of Em, Chazza, and Anne’s more comic novels.
Dunderwhelp A polite Yorkshire way of saying: “You are an absolute disgrace of a person. Look at your knees.”
Egg Cosies Little knitted hats for keeping boiled eggs warm.
Fogwear Yes. What is fogwear? A car headlight strapped to your cap perhaps? A foghorn handbag? It doesn’t matter. No one is going to see it anyway.
Garyboy Anyone called Gary is a gay person. By that I mean Cain, Seth, and Ruben Hinchcliff say this. And even if someone called Gary wasn’t gay at first, he would be by the time he had been told he was for fourteen years.
Get a cob on To have the monk on. You don’t know what that means either, do you? Erm . . . To have a face like a smacked arse. Does that help? Well, I’m trying to help, don’t get a cob on.
Ginnel Now this is Viking. It is. I do know this. A ginnel is a narrow passageway that runs between two sets of terraced houses. So there is a wall on either side. And it’s narrow. I don’t know why the Vikings had anything to do with it, though, because terraced houses weren’t invented when they were in Yorkshire pillaging stuff.
Gogglers Eyes. To goggle is to look at stuff. If you couldn’t see anything then you would need gogs.
Golden Slippers of Applause Sidone, the revered and possibly mentally unstable principal of Dother Hall, has her own unique view of the world. Especially the showbiz world. In this world she is obsessed by feet. So her opposite of the “golden slippers of applause” is “the bleeding feet of rejection.”
Heathcliff The “hero” of Wuthering Heights. Although no one knows why. He’s mean, moody, and possibly a bit on the pongy side. Cathy loves him, though. She shows this by viciously rejecting him and marrying someone else for a laugh. Still, that is true love on the moors for you.
Heavens to Betsy An expression of astonishment like . . . “Gosh!” Or, “Crikey!” Or, as they say in Yorkshire: “Well, I’ll go to the top of our stairs!” I know it makes little sense but believe me it’s best not to argue about these things with Yorkshire folk. Or they will very likely get a cob on. (see previous)
Hiddly Diddly Diddly The sound of all Irish songs (and dances). It fits them all. Try it.
Human Glue Aaaaah, this is the mysterious thing that happens when two people kiss and there is a sort of “uuuummphhh” moment because they both like it so much. And after that, it’s like they have magnetic lips that glue themselves to each other. I thought that Cousin Georgia had told me about it but actually I think I made it up. Which probably makes me a genius. Or an idiot.
Iron Man Group An all-men’s group that hangs around with other men so that they can find their inner man-iness. Usually they knit a lot. In caves.
Jazz Hands Sidone loves jazz hands. Essentially it’s sticking your hands out a lot while lurching around to jazz.
Laiking Around This means larking about. Or playing. It sounds quite fun, doesn’t it? But it isn’t. Especially not if it is Cain, the Dark Rusty Crow of Heckmondwhite, who is laiking around. You don’t want Cain to “laik around” with you. Unless you like ending up sitting in the village stream in your best dress and then having to go to bed crying for two weeks.
Lawks-a-mercy “Crikey” but longer.
Lollipop Lady We have ladies who help children cross roads after school. They wear yellow coats and have big sticks with a round disc on the top that says STOP! To stop the cars whilst the children cross the road. The stick with the round stop thing looks like a lollipop. If you normally eat six-foot lollipops.
Loosey-goosey You know. All floppy. Like a floppy—er—goose.
Manky Pillock “Manky” means “smelly,” and “pillock” . . . well, “pillock” is a combination of “dunderwhelp” and “barm pot” with just a hint of the “garyboy.”
Mardy Bum Someone who is so bad-tempered and “mardy” that even their bottom is annoyed. Like Beverley when she found out that although she was engaged to Cain (she bought her own ring), he had two other girlfriends. Which is why she flung herself in the river. And ruined her dress because the river was only two inches deep.
Mummers Play Not a mummy’s play, which is what I thought at first. Because a mummy’s play would be quite dull. People all wrapped up in bandages and dead. No, centuries ago when people didn’t have anything to do and it got dark at three in the afternoon (and that was in summer) they had to make their own “fun.” They had loads of sheep and woad (blue dye) so Ethelred the Unready or someone said, “Lawks it is boring eth what can we do eth? I know eth lettus dye ourselves blue and go eth to ye local pub and bang people over the heads with these sheep bladders. Oh how they will eth laugh. It will be a hoot eth.” And so we have been pretending to be them (the “mummers”) for the last 800 years.
Nobbliness I’m on firmer ground here. Nobbly bits are usually bony bits that look, well, nobbly. I have loads of it. In the knee area.
Noddy Niddy Noddy A person who doesn’t have much furniture upstairs. Or to make it clearer: A person who has the lights on, but no one is home.
Northern Grit Umph and determination. If you say to a Northern person: “Don’t go out in that storm, you barm pot. The rain is coming down so hard you will be reduced to half your height.” The Northerner would say: “What rain?” And go out in his underpants.
“On Ilkley Moor Bar T’at” A song about someone who goes out on Ilkley moor without a hat. Yes it is. There is probably another one that goes, “Went down t’shops to get some lard.”
Plectrum Surely you know what a plectrum is? How do you pluck your guitars in America? And I know you do pluck a lot of guitars because I’ve seen old repeats of Bonanza and Dallas. But I will explain … it’s that bit of plastic stuff that you hold in your fingers to stroke the strings so that you don’t chip your nail polish.
Quakebottom Someone who is so nervous and frightened that even their bottom is shaking.
Rufty-Tufty tough (tuf) and rough (ruf) and ty (ty)
Shuffle-ball-change A tap-dancing technique, i.e., hopping.
Sjuuuge When toddlers don’t have many teeth (or brains) they can’t say words properly. So this means “huge.” Either that or they do know how to say “huge” and are just being annoying. Maybe toddlers can really secretly talk from birth. I bet they can read as well. They are just having a laugh. And being lazy.
Sled-werk An artistic term used to describe the “Sled-ists” of Norway, who painted with sledges. So Georgia tells me.
Snogging Scale Cousin Georgia has a snogging scale from one to ten. She told me about it when I visited her last holidays. I think it starts with “holding hands” and goes on getting, you know, more snoggy. Until Number 10, whatever that is. I don’t really remember much after “tongues,” which I think was 5. I must ask her to write it down for me when I next see her.
Splice the Mainbrace A bit like “Swab the poop deck!” A nautical term of astonishment. Like “Shiver my timbers” and “Left hand down a bit.”
Tannoy You call this a public address (PA) system apparently. Which is a very polite term for something which in Yorkshire is a lunatic shouting at you over a loudspeaker on a train.
Yarooo! “Hurrah” only spelled wrong.
Yeppity Doo Dah I think this can be laid firmly at the feet of the American nation. It was the Americans who invented a song called “Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah,” and because that made little sense we now say “Yeppity doo dah.” To mean “yes.”

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My Georgia Nicolson Shrine!

The artist who drew the chapter header images for the first two books (some of which I've used here on this page) is Karen Donnelly.

The official Georgia Nicolson site is no longer around, but you can find an archived version here.

How to make any twit fall in love with you

This short story was originally serialised over ten days, starting on the 3rd of March 2011. It took place between Withering Tights and A Midsummer Tights Dream, and it was from Georgia's perspective. It showed Tallulah's summer holiday visit to Georgia's, and the advice Georgia gave her.

I found on the archived Georgia Nicolson website and copied it so I could format it into an ePub you can download here, and a plaintext version you can read in your browser here. It was also serialised on its own, separate site, but I didn't find that until recently. You can read it as it was originally posted here.

Dother Hall

Welcome to Dother Hall. This magnificent center of the performing and visual arts nestles among the beautiful Yorkshire Dales.
The staff and friendly local people offer a warm hand of encouragement to all of our prospective students.

Dother Hall is described as a magnificent edwardian building that is all but crumbling down around the students. It is literally on fire when Tallulah first lays eyes on it, but its dilapidated charm grows on her as time goes by.

Woolfe Academy

Woolfe Academy is a strict all-boys boarding school that aims to rehabilitate delinquents into functional members of society. Most of the boys there have done something to get kicked out of a previous school, but it's implied some (namely the posh trevs) are there by choice too.

Heckmondwhite

Heckmondwhite has its own “zany” cosmopolitan atmosphere.

Heckmondwhite doesn't quite live up to the description Tallulah's little brochure gives her, with a grand total of two businesses - a pub and the village shop. The locals mostly view the girls who attend Dother Hall as twits, and the girls of the village in particular have it out for the students.

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