Tonksy popped over yesterday, that was nice. You know that thing we called about? The second thing, not the first thing? Well, I'm working towards facing the opposition and coming to a mutual conclusion through discussion and things ( Read more... )

Lee, you want evidence for that story I was telling you about? I've got some, I just...it'll have to be somewhere fairly inconspicuous to hand it over because there's a few people who are kind of pissed off with me at the moment ( Read more... )

I swear, Remus, it wasn't my fault - I tried to stop him but he was waving it around like Ben Hur, and by the time I got my hands on it, he'd done it. Is there anything that can be done to negate it? Not that I'd want to, but then maybe there needs to be another one saying who can handle it rather than just letting people do it willy nilly ( Read more... )

Ah, nice - going for a drink with Percy tomorrow, so if I get him hammered enough I might get him to sign some papers slacking the import laws on dragon eggs. Oi! Hebbys are getting rare, you know, you'll lose them if you're not careful ( Read more... )

I am going to KILL Artesoddingmisia Ericsdottir and sodding bastard Vlad! I am going to KILL THEM ( Read more... )

Apparently I did what to what?

Okay. Officially my boss has gone insanity gone mad. She was nuts before, but now.

Don't ask...

I got sat on by a hatchling today, a nice one though, and it didn't so much sit on me as be put on top of me when I was asleep. Bloody Vlad, he's a git when he's in that weird mood of his, all...bouncy. It doesn't suit him, he's a Slav, he's supposed to be broody and with great cheekbones! Alright, the cheekbones aren't bad, and the broodiness is ( Read more... )

Having that meal with Mum, Gin and Percy was great! It was so nice to be together, I was on dead good behaviour, and it went really well. Percy was interested in the pictures of my dragons as well, hope I didn't bore you too much there mate! Tried keeping 'shop talk' to a minimum as I tend to talk for bloody Romania once I really get going with my ( Read more... )

Ah, that was a bloody brilliant fight that was. I almost went in with fists flying, but then I realised that if I tried to drink me pint at the same time as hitting Quidditch players I'd slop the beer, and that's a crime, of course. But it was good, lovely spread in the Prophet apparently, though I'm over in Romania being censured for being in a ( Read more... )

Today there were no letters. I think this is a sign that my brief celebrity's over, and I can get back to not fearing the owls. Hurrah! That's always a good thing, since we tend to have owls all the time. Usually a bit scorched, but the dragons see them as fun things to eat, and, well, the number of times we've had to snap on the rubber gloves and ( Read more... )