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[minister_lupin]

I had a surprise this week when the elderly Muggle lady I've become friendly with over shared walks along the river near my cottage asked if I would like to stop by and watch the Wimbledon final. She's a mothering sort and has had me round to tea often enough that the invitation in itself wasn't unusual. Neither of us had ever expressed an interest

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[jmff]

Did you not stick around to watch the football then, Sir?

[minister_lupin]

None of us like footie, and conversation became a bit difficult once the 800-lb gorilla in the room made his presence felt.

How did your parties go?

[jmff]

Mother (shockingly dressed as La Goulue) seemed thrilled to have me there, despite being dressed like a Tahitian maiden. She led me round and introduced me to all her friends, telling them how clever I was.

She's up to something.

[minister_lupin]

Remind me who La Goulue is? I'm afraid I'm not very up on art, wizarding or otherwise.

But I do hope someone took pictures.

And perhaps someone has a niece they'd like her to fix you up with?

[pottersfield]

Was the niece attractive?

[minister_lupin]

She was, though not quite my type. Very blonde and very busty.

[pottersfield]

Yeah... that doesn't really do it for you, I reckon.