• 01:04 Been picking out Franz' Come on Home on the keys. Bit fiddly for me. Is that why they never play it live? :P #

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The happier stuff in life, then.

Last Saturday I (aided by Virgin trains, whose fancy trains apparently can still induce motion sickness that stops you from ultimately finishing your latest chapter when you're SO CLOSE) got myself down to London again. It's been too long and I'm actually going to miss the place now. Even Orpington, I'm going to miss ( Read more... )

• 16:58 @ totoffle Yes! The Bobbehface reached critical cuteness tinyurl.com/cu5s25 if you dare. #

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• 01:53 Bob Hardy + Red Nose is just the most adorable thing. And can David Tennant be an official Franzie now? #

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• 18:31 Am in chilly Landan. About to see FRANZ FACKING FERDINAND <3. #

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Erm....... Bobbehfic, anyone?

Yes, you read right. I've written Bobbehfic. It's from 2007 but it's about time it saw the light of day, especially given Franzy's return to the spotlight. So pull up the Bobbehwiki for a refresher course if you need it, and sit comfortably for five minutes!

Title: Silence
Pairing: Bobbeh2/Paul. IF YOU SQUINT.
Warnings: ( Read more... )

Look at that, I'M ONLINE. And I'm going to stop moaning for a while as I'm here.

I dreamt about zombies this morning. It was a very short dream as I got woken up again by my phone, but it managed to pack in a Northern countryside, John Simm, my old scary PE teacher and zombies. Excellent. Very Shaun of the Dead. Although apparently you could become ( Read more... )

Argh, time's getting the better of me today, the cheeky blighter.
Speaking of cheeky - although he didn't mean it, honest - another birthday wish is coming right up!

~~~~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY BOBBEH1! ~~~~Oh yay, the smallest (STFU with your 'Six foot') and cherubic of the Bobbehs turns another year older today. Or rather, Robert 'Bryon' Hardy does. ( Read more... )

Seeming as I've been addicted to it since rediscovering it on Teh Ewetube, life decided to present me with a perfect occasion to sing Hugh Lauries's WHERE IS THE LID song. Because seriously, where was my powder lid? Where did it go when I haven't moved from the spot since removing it? Where is the lid? Where is the, where is the, where is the lid?
I ( Read more... )

OMG, the other night I had the worst case of writer's block I've ever had in a long time. That, and writer's amnesia. And writer's dementia. And general fogetting-how-to-use-the-english-language.

Anyway, here it is, Part Four. The Grand Finale. The whole Scrooge-meets-scary-hooded-thing, people bitch, sees gravestone, ARGH NO ARGH NO, ooh, it's day ( Read more... )