I can't believe September's slipped by and I haven't said a peep! It was a high holiday month, though, and before that I actually took a week's holiday to Cornwall with Mum and her nice boyfriend, Professor Atwick. Serge and I did sightseeing while Mum and the Professor worked on their respective books. Seems that's what academics do on holiday ( Read more... )

Tibby came round yesterday wanting to get lunch, which is actually a bit unusual for us because for sisters we don't see an awful lot of each other! She's always working odd shifts at St. Mungos or seeing that fella of hers, and I actually thought maybe she was planning to tell me that they were engaged because it certainly seemed as if things ( Read more... )

I actually went out and socialised properly tonight for the first Saturday night in quite some time! I went over to Marcus' flat in Hackney, and though there wasn't any hookahs there were lounging cushions on the floor, as promised, and we sampled the new Wizard's Water. I'm glad there wasn't any hookah, I think drugs would probably make me very ( Read more... )

Ever since Marcus told me I should run Terry's shop full-time I've been sitting at my piano trying to write something, having realised that I haven't written a complete song since I entered Celestina Warbeck's rubbish Christmas song contest so long ago. But nothing's coming! And the more I tinker around with the keys and look through my old music ( Read more... )

After what happened at the book shop I had father look me over. Well, no. More like father insisted on looking me over. He says the headaches and the memory loss suggest that I was obliviated, maybe even imperiused. He wanted me to go with him to Saint Mungo's so he could have someone who specialised in such things look me over, but I said no ( Read more... )

Now that it's so warm out -- hot, even! -- I've stopped baking so much and have been growing vegetables indoors. It's not so hard if you've got good-sized pots and some advanced herbology spells on hand. I had Tibby over to help me, her thumb's much greener than mine. Now I have tomatoes, cucumbers, and some very tiny cabbages. I eat so many ( Read more... )

Now that I've a real job I've very unwisely spent a large chunk of money. For years I've had nothing but this little upright piano to my own name, but now I've got a Bosendorfer model 225 -- secondhand, of course, but still! It's a full grand piano and there's really not room for it in my flat at the moment. I might ask Padma to make some ( Read more... )

I've been so mad busy, I can't even say! Between Monday's and Tuesday's morning piano lessons with Andy, Susan, Fergus, Jenny, and Kristina, and my hours working for Terry, I feel quite accomplished indeed. I helped Fleur choose a bathing costume this afternoon, and it was a good thing I was there because two of the boys working were trying to ( Read more... )

I hate it when I've got something to whinge about but I'm not allowed to say anything! Well, I'm going to whinge anyway without specifying what I'm whinging about. Let's just say that Dad's keeping company with someone I don't at all approve of! She was there on Christmas Eve and they've had several dates since and I don't care for her one ( Read more... )

Happy Almost-Jewsmas! That's Chanukah if you're Jewish, Christmas if you're Christian, and Jewsmas if you're a bit of both ( Read more... )