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The Children of  Time Awards had an open bar up to the end of the "picture taking -I don't mind I did't win -I'd like to thank the committee stuff -who's copping off with who" finished, and by that time I was past gone and already come back round the corner and then home, alcohol-wise.  Out of practice and in the company of a very gorgeous T. Thank ( Read more... )

T, I wrote this for you because you talked trash and turned me on...

Happy un-Valentine in leather or not it's your choice entirely.

You can wear almost anything for me,
lovely lovely girly-woman T.
Just put it on and call me to come over
and we'll enjoy ourselves till the century's over.

signed, Your Special Constable (heee!)

I was overjoyed to find a future variation of baked beans in a cupboard, then T of all people said all this... http://timeagency.livejournal.com/9085.html
 Not helpful, darling.  Making fun of the beloved's culture (which is not often totally under their control) is narrow-minded.  But it was useful to learn that the weird internal texture in your " ( Read more... )

Alright?

Well, actually, no  There has been some sort of a time-inverse polarity boo boo at the Torchwood office in my Cardiff.

Fukkin' typical .

There I am with the closest offer to the girl of my dreams for bloody years in an island paradise, which admittedly does rather have a preponderance of the aquatic about it, when some 21st C numbnut goes ( Read more... )

It's been a bit of time since I posted: to catch up T wrote this...

I won't tell. You'd just be jealous because they're things you've never done. Phhhhbbbbbtttt!

Andy is fine. We're still stranded on ancient, pre-Polynesian, Kauai. We've managed to find things that are okay to eat, we've got a rather nice little shelter that Andy rigged up, and he ( Read more... )

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I shall add an extra waterproof, though. and more socks.

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