"Where are you going?" "To see if there's a pub!"
Of all the things to ever wake me up...... an air raid siren is a new one. Seriously. There it was this morning. Thought I was dreaming or having a Life On Mars moment (except I can't imagine 1940s Todmorden being much different....nevermind). A bloody air raid siren. I was thinking "Oh God, I'll have to go and get my things, find out where the nearest shelter is, and..... HANG ON A MOMENT. 2007, SURELY."
You'd want your money back if things were *normal* around here.
In other news - hang on, hang on, I'll get my big text out -
.: Happy Birthday Alan Rickman! :.
Oh bless him. Still being absolutely brilliant. I best not attempt a picspam though, because I know there'll be far better on my flist and
vintage_meat, not to mention the fact that there's *another* birthday tomorrow. A lot of fabulous people are born at this time of year, darling.
You'd want your money back if things were *normal* around here.
In other news - hang on, hang on, I'll get my big text out -
.: Happy Birthday Alan Rickman! :.
Oh bless him. Still being absolutely brilliant. I best not attempt a picspam though, because I know there'll be far better on my flist and
vintage_meat, not to mention the fact that there's *another* birthday tomorrow. A lot of fabulous people are born at this time of year, darling.