These were the other two main things we spent our time on while in Scotland, although I'm sure Bram Stoker would have approved heartily of both. I'll cover them below in the order in which we did them, with cuts to save your scrolling fingers ( Read more... )

OK, last meme entry. And again, although Boxing Day was awful, thankfully Christmas Day itself was all right, so I can describe it fairly normally ( Read more... )

I get the impression it is more of a north American than an English thing. Our trans-Atlantic cousins' equivalent to mulled wine, I suppose. In fact, the only time I can recall actually drinking any was at a Christmas party hosted by the lovely redkitty23, who is indeed American. It seemed OK, but I haven't felt inspired to track any down since ( Read more... )

Three years ago, I had just moved into my current house, and jointly celebrated that event and my 31st birthday with a 1920s and '30s-themed housewarming party. Lots of my friends and colleagues came along, as did some of the cheekier neighbourhood cats, and a marvellous time indeed was had ( Read more... )

I've had a very lovely weekend, centred around a visit from my old chum hollyione (aka Amy), her very-nearly-six-year-old daughter Holly and her partner Pete. It's always nice to have guests, as it provides a great excuse to go off and do fun local things which you don't normally bother with on your own, and it's especially nice when those guests are such ( Read more... )

We totally made it through the night: me and Spiky Neil playing Worms and Puzzle Bobble, and then oxfordgirl joining us for the ritual viewing of The Wicker Man, and by then it was 4am and time to start phoning people like redkitty23 and stompyboots to chivvy them up and out for meeting at the tower ( Read more... )