I'm just back from
writerconuk which was absolutely fabulous, as usual, with a lovely mix of interesting and funny new people, familiar old hands that it's always nice to catch up with at conversational pace (even if they spent a considerable portion of the weekend telling me how much was going to go wrong with my body as it got older... Cheers again, gang
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You know, I'm still not sure about that gardening theme in the poem. Blackadder never showed any interest in gardening. I think we should change it to butlering somehow. That't the thing he wants to give up.
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You have a good point, but I did like the way the gardening stuff tied the second half together. Maybe I should be soliciting answers on a postcard for further improved versions of the poem?? (There you go, Deb, that's a challenge for you!)
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Edited for clicking the wrong option in the typo correcting phase...
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I conked out when I got to my parents, but the cat was pleased to see me.
The cafe sounds good, but of course without the bike with basket you can't possibly be a student.
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It sounds like there has been much cat love everywhere... My housemate told me she'd bought some toilet bleach?
And whatevs. I have panniers! They are the One True Bicycle Accessory.
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It was a very good weekend wasn't it :D
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It was excellent! My vote for the next meetup is definitely going to be pre-Olympics. Like in January.
(And the old hands is just my little revenge for such comments as 'once you hit 21, it's all downhill'... ;) )
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Twas lovely to meet you, and I loved your David Bowie/Pat Butcher Willow/Tara vibe.
Don't stay in that cafe too long, it's getting dark!
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Your henchman was an absolute classic, I have to say. It will definitely be making it into any write-up I manage... :D
I may have to leave the cafe, you're right. If only because I think I may be stretching the internet value of my one coke a bit far...
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