Richey and I have been on an educational trip to Wales to meet his twelfth century equivalents.

They didn't get on. He said their music was "backward" and "hippy". They threatened him with extreme physical violence.

Pleased to note his Middle Welsh is coming along nicely.

Gerald is sulking. I'm not even sure why this time.

Gerald seems very interested in barbarella69. He really is a rubbish priest ( Read more... )

The Potion Makerthelouddoctorium is an opaque, acidic peach liquid created from the bile of a Snark.thebeigeonenium is a cloudy, porous white solid gleaned from the pollen of a prickly-pear cactus.Mixing thelouddoctorium with thebeigeonenium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a cloudy brown potion which gives the user the power of ( Read more... )

I must confess to finding all this rather bewildering. The TARDIS is currently emulating the speed of the "Internet" as it was in the heyday of Richey's musical career. I've had to bribe her to support HTML at all, let alone at any plausible rate. I suppose it's rather touching that she and Richey are getting on, but a trial nevertheless. I think ( Read more... )

*sigh ( Read more... )

Five is still having rampant sex with the Master. Ho hum. What it is to be young...

Richey is still sulking. Against my better judgement, I introduced him to Gerald.

My better judgement was right as usual.

Six looks ridiculous.

Richey has been listening to too much acoustic introspection. He's taken to singing Leonard Cohen in the shower, and has written a song containing no slogans or anger. He's a little dazed himself ( Read more... )

The community continues its descent into squalor ( Read more... )

Richey is at present torn between the wish to acquire a LiveJournal and the wish to curl up and rock in a corner, sobbing ( Read more... )

Richey is quite chipper today ( Read more... )