Writing this outside the tent covered in blankets with a Muggle ballpoint pen borrowed from some bloke from County Mayo because all my quills got drenched, ditto ink and clothing and personal effects, not to mention myself. It's a good thing that the journal itself was shut, or I've a feeling it might have been ruined too, and I would likely have ( Read more... )

My father and I have just arrived for the World Cup. All in all, I don't think this is the norm, but... well, the people working to fix it seem to be rather efficient.


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A productive day. I managed to get in a few hours of revision for Potions and Ancient Runes in the morning, and actually socialised of a fashion in the afternoon. Moreover, though perhaps out of kindness rather than anything else, someone did indulge me and allow me to impose upon her time and use her as a subject for a sketch.


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Well, well, this is a rather novel assignment for Muggle Studies. I daresay, however, that most people will have more interesting things to write about in regards to their summers. I'm not quite sure I want to envision Professor Hookum in short shorts, however.Mine's been all right, I guess. At present I'm at one of the beaches, and as it's early ( Read more... )