I write this sitting on the sofa. Which is less interesting, I grant you, than some other literary openings. Anyway, so much has happened for me to tell you all about, that I'm bound to leave everything interesting out. However, I will try my best, sadly hampered by the fact that I'm about to explode from an excess of chicken korma (mmm, chicken ( Read more... )

I have three lovely weekends coming up for the rest of August, so I thought I would share them with everyone so that you might envy me...

Weekend #1This weekend, I will be bopping into Kingston on Saturday morning to have a bit of a wander, buy a milkshake and browse round the ever handy Sussex Stationers bookshop. I will then wend my way to ( Read more... )

What ho, peeps! This is just to remind Chalet School people who may have missed the joyous news that there will be a CBB Summer Frolick on 22 August in Barlborough (NE Derbyshire). There will be cake and quiche and jolly games and quizzes etc, and the day should be delightful. Spread the happy word... *g*

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Our kitchen has been invaded. Yes, you heard aright. Invaded. But don't worry, this is not the long-anticipated apocalypse. The invader in this instance is The Vegetable. Ah, I see you, glancing hither and thither, wondering to what I could possibly be referring. A few people in the back exchange confused whispers ( Read more... )

Last night, Katie, Emma and I went to see Snakes on a Train at the Bad Film Club. So, yeah. There were snakes. On a train. Involved in some barely explained Mayan curse. There was also a drug-smuggling subplot that made little sense, and at the end the woman turned into a giant snake and ate the train. Good times ( Read more... )

Sunday

(a) Waking upWoo. No hangover. Room still like a sauna, though. Wandered around like a zombie. Had various tiny woes. Got dressed. Had giant woe. Katie made me toast and juice and calmed me. Shoved stuff onto the Sale table with a sternly worded sign about it not being open yet. Caroline opened her bookstall: cue a mad rush for cheque books ( Read more... )

Saturday (contd)

(f) Afternoon CraftinessWe got back just in time to start the afternoon’s activity (creating costumes and scenery for skits), which I SKIVED ENTIRELY due to nervous exhaustion from organising stuff (I am not a natural organiser (as if people hadn’t noticed)). Helen and I went upstairs and ate petits filous whilst spying on people ( Read more... )

So, where was I?

Friday

(d) Setting upSo, we managed to get to Heron’s Lodge (by some strange miracle of temporal dynamics, a couple of minutes before Kathye and Katherine, who had been heading back to the car when we left Bletchley, so heaven only knows where they went), and started setting up. I organised bits of paper. Other people did actual ( Read more... )

Well, golly gee. Have emerged from the other end of the Spring Gather 2009. Woo. I shall now proceed to tell you all about it. Look excited. You know this is going to be a tiny treat.

Friday

(a) ThursdayWell, actually, Thursday evening: Darren came round to collect me and my luggage, Katie’s luggage (well, if a rucksack and sleeping bag can ( Read more... )

1. More stuff added to the CBB Raffle, which is a Girlsown-themed charity raffle in aid of the British Red Cross Australian bush fires appeal. Again, if anyone can think of anyone who would be interested, please do let them know. PIMP, PEOPLE! PIMP FOR ALL YOU'RE WORTH! IT'S FOR CHARITY ( Read more... )