I have a theory that the communal spirit and seasonal feelings of closeness that seem to well up around Christmas/[insert your festival here] are fuelled by the glue that they put on self-sealing envelopes, and that as the nights draw in, and frost turns the branches to bare crystalline fingers, tiny pixies break into offices across the country, ( Read more... )

( Cut for implied DH spoiler, although if you haven't heard them all by now, I'll be astonished. )

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I had originally intended to get some fresh air and exercise today, but I took the first of my steroid doses this morning, and I haven't been feeling so good. My heart is racing, my chest is tight, and my mouth feels as if I've been gargling with a mixture of iron filings, grated tin-foil, bile and lemon juice. It is not a delicious combination, if ( Read more... )

I've been signed off work for a month.

[Insert creative invective here]

Anyone need me for HL business? Looks like I'm going to be available...

Something... just flew over and took an enormous, homogenous, vivid-purple shit all over my nice clean decking.

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You may now continue with your lives.

Car update: Driveable, now that the nice man from the RAC has changed the wheel for me, but ded from wall beaten all to buggery on the back nearside quarter. Won't be sorted till mid October.

In other news, MS has pwned me again.

( Health blitherings... )

Wall: 1
My car: 0

Premier Potter PartyHarry Potter and the Deathly Hallows ( Read more... )

A tiny ficlet, written for tartan_tabby, whose characterisation of Minerva never ceases to inspire me.

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