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In my last year of Junior school, we talked too much, so to try and stop us our teacher sat us all boy-girl-boy-girl. I ended up next to Wade Elliott, who on Monday scored the goal that took his team into the Premiership. Mrs Rogers, you chose your punishment well. :) I spent a blissful bank holiday weekend with friends in Newark. We went to a beer festival (the beer was mostly gone. But there were bagpipes, which pretty much hit the same spot). Summer was officially launched with my first barbecue of the year (in fact, officially, summer begins when you're at a barbecue and Will Smith in the back of your head is wondering how the smell from a grill can spark off nostalgia). And we went on a boat trip (this weekend was brought to you by the letter B. Did I mention that we were staying in a bed & breakfast?). ( I bring pictures )In TV news, Ashes to Ashes is so easily my favourite thing on at the moment that I am having to stop myself reporting my scene-by-scene reaction each episode. And there are only two more episodes to go! I wrote what is really a sloppy essay recording my love for the Gene/Alex dynamic this series cunningly disguised as drunk!fic. (I should clarify, it was not me that was drunk. I do admit to shameless use of alcohol as a plot device/excuse for ham-handed writing though.) I am too embarrassed to post it here, but here's a blink-and-you'll miss it link: Postscript. Tags: ashes to ashes, picspam Current Mood: relaxed
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Last winter, or possibly the winter before, I posted the first two parts of my Buffy/Rainbow extravaganza, Over the Rainbow. Having hunted out exactly when and where, I've discovered it was in fact 2004. Whoops! The final two parts have been sitting half-done on my PC for just about ever, so I have been working hard to make them ship-shape, and this is Part 3. Back in 2004, I promised: Next time, Buffy arrives at the Rainbow House! Can she stop Spike having his wicked way? Wacky hijinks ensue! Which is roughly what you get. :) Although is "hijinks" a word? Should it be "high jinks"? It helps if you've watched Buffy, but you could, I suspect, get away without knowing the first thing about Rainbow. Catch up: Part 1; Part 2 ( Over the Rainbow, Part 3 )Hopefully I'll get the last part posted before another four-and-a-half years are up! Today the very best of birthday wishes go to jonesiexxx! Have a lovely day, and may the snow hold off! Or hold back, at least. Also, the happiest of birthdays tomorrow to mistakency! Have a wonderful day. ::sends scones:: Tags: buffy/spike, fic: btvs
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I have spent all day configurating, and to no avail. I like grappling with technology, but I like it more when I come out on top. Today I drowned in user manuals. Yesterday my copy of New Moon arrived. It was a warehouse damaged copy from Amazon that cost 1p, so you can see that I had to intervene. It might have been pulped! My motives are heroic, practically. ( I am not done with the sparkling )Now, some links. My Little Pony Jack Sparrow! Hee! Most of these are quite disturbing actually. Writing for a living: a joy or a chore? Whingeing about writing, which I can always relate to. Of course, what they all need to do is listen to more Linkin Park. :) I can't stop listening to Take That's The Garden. I love the way Mark fumbles emotionally around the notes and Gary comes in three octaves higher. In knitwear! Also, I only have five songs saved on my laptop, so I have no choice. I am slow here, but happy belated birthday to my very dear pocketmate lynnb! I hope you had a lovely day. Anyway, I must go and do useful things. Youth Club accounts and Yellowstone are calling. Not to mention yachting, yo-yoing, and yeti hunting. If I can stop making Spike sound like Gene Hunt, I'll be back in a day or two with long-neglected fic. Don't get too excited though. Tags: twilight Current Mood: silly
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Snow day! The last time I remember this happening I was in infant school. I'm not convinced I was risking life and limb to get into work this morning, but I did have to put on my wellies, which is probably almost as serious. Wellies always make me feel slightly like I have superpowers. You can slosh through puddles, and mud, and even snow – yes, snow! – and live to tell the tale. When I did arrive it turned out that the college was closed, although strangely still visible through the half an inch of snow in which it was buried, and since the chief source of heating seemed to be tea, and no-one else was hanging around, I set out across the arctic wasteland once more and returned home. Hee! We are absolutely allowed to come to a standstill over a wee smattering of snow, since the next opportunity to get trays out and slide down hills might be in another twenty years' time. Case in point: I had padded myself amply against being caught by wayward snowballs today, but in the event risked only being dusted by handfuls of snow, because there was a whole generation of children out there today with only the thinnest of concepts of what a snowball might be. The local news reported that "snowmen, staff and pupils struggled to make it into school today," which seemed slightly loopy even for local news gone snow-happy. It turned out that it was actually "snow meant staff and pupils struggled to make it into school today." More logical, but less visually appealing. ;) I have been trying to coax birds into the garden to have their photos taken in the snow, but they have been unwilling to oblige. And I couldn't go outdoors without scaring them away, so these are taken through the window and lacking pristine sparkliness. ( Snow ho ho ho )February is probably too late to wish you a Happy New Year, but I hope all of you are having one, all the same! And a very happy birthday to soundingsea! I hope you have a lovely day. Tags: picspam Current Mood: cheerful
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I seem to have been on summer hiatus, which was not intended. Time got away from me, and the million-and-one-things I would have liked to do went with it. I think there are independent life forms growing on my keyboard, which gives you some idea. But I did have some wonderful, happy days, and it's lovely to be back. TV has also been on summer hiatus, although I did watch a lot of Olympics during a soggy summer break, Matt Baker's gymnastics commentary being my personal highlight. With the return of socks to my life signalling autumn sniffing around the corner, though, TV is back in action. And hence so am I. :) The first two episodes of ( Lost in Austen ) Talking of Jane Austen, Chawton House are holding a Jane Austen FanFic Competition. That's not quite how they phrase it. ;) I have an ulterior motive for watching ( Tess of the D'Urbervilles )In other TV news, the Battlestar Galactica DVD out next month will give me a chance to catch up on season 4 so far, which I'm muchly looking forward to. Strictly Come Dancing will, as always, get me through the winter, and every now and again I find myself with a great big grin thinking about the new series of Ashes to Ashes next year. Oh, asta77! I had a week of free evenings in the summer and meant to listen to Brideshead Revisited in bits, but ended up staying up half the night to hear the whole thing all at once. Jamie was brilliantly cast, and compelling enough to hold my attention for hours. You'd know all about that, I think. :) Anyway, I have to head off to youth club shortly, but I will be back sooner next time! ETA: The first Buffy quote that popped into my head: BUFFY "Also? I think you're drunk." Oh, show. Current Mood: hopeful
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Yesterday was a day of beautiful sunshine, and a Michael Vaughan century. They come not better, I tell you. :) It was also wisteria_'s birthday, and I hope it was wonderful, and that the year ahead brings you much happiness. And happy birthday treacle_a! I've made it to the end of ( Life on Mars )In furniture news, I'd been looking everywhere for something to store my CDs in, since they'd outgrown their previous home. Everything was overpriced and space-squandering, until finally I found a flat-pack unit for a tenner on Ebay. I put it together yesterday and look! Isn't it darling? It fits comfortably into an awkward space under my cupboard door, and you can pile the CDs up the other way and squeeze a lot more of them in if you need to, and it even matches my bookcase. ( See? )I've just seen the time, and must go and get dressed. Oops! I'll be back. :) Tags: life on mars
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I've just got back from a week in the Italian lakes (technically, not "in"), which were jaw-droppingly lovely. We had three days' glorious sunshine and three days' solid rain (technically, liquid), which is a combination that brings such an abundance of camellias and azaleas and rhododendrons my eyes positively ache. When I get myself organised (Friday?) I will post some pictures, although now I kind of wish I'd set the expectation of prettiness a little lower. My TV guide a week or so back had an article pitting Doctor Who against Battlestar Galactica, which seems to me a bit like asking whether you prefer ice cream or soup. They fulfil entirely different needs. Somewhere on a TV not far from me the new season of BSG is showing, but since it's not my TV (ah, Sky, you mysterious satellite channel you) I am pretending to myself that I am not actually sneaking looks at people's post-episode thoughts. The spoiler whore in me is being firmly suppressed where BSG is concerned. Its chief joy, I think, is not in discovering what the plot twists are but in watching them unravel, and so for now I'm biding my time. I did watch Razor a little while back though, which was easily the best TV I'd seen in months. BSG is particularly polished TV. I'd forgotten how beautiful it is to look at, and the music is gorgeous, and the attention to detail immensely rewarding. But scrape away the polish and the story has a brick-by-brick trueness to it. It's so carefully crafted. Doctor Who, meanwhile, is making me beam happily rather than think at this point, which is all good. I did have a moment in the first episode where I was starting to become a bit anxious about the wisdom of leaving car keys in a bin, and then of all things going and telling some random blonde woman where to find them, and I was just thinking I was going to worry about it for the rest of the series when my actual brain kicked in and I keeled over sideways in a kind of wordless heap. EEEEEEE! I was staying with my sister Saturday night, and we watched Doctor Who followed by Jeeves and Wooster, which caused my sister to come up with the most inspired companion in the history of the known universe. Doctor: [holds out hand, mid important plot-solving bit of techno-fixery] Screwdriver? Jeeves: [clears throat] If you'll pardon me, sir, I have already attended to that. Anyway I like it here, and I always have to tear myself away too soon, but I must run as I have a hot (if woefully underused) date. Nathan Fillion on Desperate Housewives may not be everyone's idea of a good time, but it works for me. :) I'll be back with photos and news of my latest all-consuming TV crush. Stop me if you've heard that one before. ;) Tags: battlestar galactica, doctor who
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