Well now children, what, you may ask, has got this young lady all so jolly ( Read more... )

All manner of small and electrifying creatures are dancing a jig in my head, there are trumpets only I can hear, and I'm grinning like a woman who has just discovered the spin cycle of her washing machine ( Read more... )

Right.

Am back in the flat, thank God. It's still a mess, and they have taken away the radiator (apparently the halogen lights in the ceiling will prevent any extremities succumbing to frostbite in the pre-shower frostiness of January. Question: is this going to work?). Have spotted a gorgeous, bigger flat, with a roof terrace overlooking the ( Read more... )

Good news! I might be able to move back home again on Monday!

Even better news! No-one I have stayed with has actively tried to kill me yet! (though am suspecting it was a close call when I mistakenly took the boy-monkey's coffee...)

Slightly better news! After a week of unusually intense activity, I am going to my mum's for the weekend.

This past ( Read more... )

where: in the basement room of my colleague, (monkey-boy, to t hose who have heard tell of him ( Read more... )

Here at last! And it's hot, damp, beautiful, the sun is shining, the flat is air-conditioned....haven't even tried the pool yet, but I'm looking forward to it ( Read more... )

the drumming! in my head! argh!

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hello darlings ( Read more... )

This is really, really pissing annoying ( Read more... )

It's a terrifying realisation that the vocabulary one uses onself to consider one's inner life is lifted, almost word-for-word, from a manual on how to train enthusiastic, but perhaps a bit too dippy, puppies. A useful realisation perhaps, but otherwise, quite and utterly worrying ( Read more... )