A belated posting for Snape 100's 'Taste' challenge.
It is a longstanding Hogwarts tradition that, every week during the summer break, the teachers take a turn to arrange and lead an outing. Severus’ choice of a visit to the cinema had struck most people as slightly odd but Pomona Sprout really didn’t know quite what to make of the musical ‘Little ( Read more... )

Walkers SENSATIONS Vintage Chedder and Onion Chutney Flavour Crisps.

Not, IMO, very nice but, and I quote, 'MADE WITH REAL INGREDIENTS'.

Had I noticed this prior to purchase then they would not have made it home. We can't have reality intruding, after all.

The demo for Overlord II is out.

Once upon a time I was rational.

Sun spilled on water
Is bounced back up through branches
Bare, they are. But reaching.

TAM LIN

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Title: Most Excellent, Dude ( Read more... )

Really.

She's got kids.

We all know what happened to books like George Orwell's 'Nineteen Eighty-Four' in in the old Soviet Union. The real book describes the fall of the magical world into totalitarianism. Deathly Hallows doesn't look like JKR's work because much of it isn't. The Powers That Be employ some very clever people. How hard would it be ( Read more... )

So I was sitting, quietly reading, when I was seized, on either side of the head by needle sharp claws and I realised that there was something chewing my hair. I removed the culprit (gently).  A beat, a flying leap and then a set of teeth in the jugular. (And, yes, I had fed her.)

She's a very small cat but exceedingly ambitious.

Lamb and lentil stew.
For three. Doubled up the quantities and gave what was left to the pooch. While reviewing the unwisdom of this, sat down on a squirmy cushion.
Had forgotten about the cats.
Not that she cares.
Still purring wildly. (Whilst planning to use my head as Cape Canaveral tonight).

Not fanfic.

We read the subtext that we're now told wasn't there. We, in a way, confabulated our very human desire for redemption with the skills of an actor notorious for subverting the villain's role and our own need for it all to make sense. We taught ourselves to write. We spun fragile, amazing constructions of logic, webbed into and over all ( Read more... )