And it is hot and I am eating ice lollies, although it's not so hot that I can't sit here wearing a thin fleece, which is About Right. It's a pity it's horsefly season.
I have killed my laptop mouse yet again, and am having to operate with a touchpad until the new mouse comes. I don't like it, it feels weird and unnaaaaaaaatural and horribly slow and fiddly.
Also I wrote yet another thing where people in Tol Eressea hang around after LOTR thinking 'we've run out of canon, what shall we do? Eat cake and talk about canon again? Why not?'
Even The Very Wise : 7367 words of Lalwen, Galadriel and Nerdanel chatting and eating cake. Plus a phonecall with Fëanor.