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gummitch, how much have you got so far?
In other news...
Last weekend was good. Met my mate John for a (cough) very late liquid lunch at about 5:30, then the elusivegreen_amber for a drinkie in Islington, along with rozk, flickgc, doja35, sneerpout and mr_tom. Then Flick, Roja and I headed down to the Liquid Lab for tamaranth's 1st birthday drinkie, along with... oh, lots of people.
Saturday I unaccountably felt a little under the weather and couldn't face travelling to Northampton for NewCon; apologies tocamies and anyone else I missed. I did make it, eventually, to daemongirl's 16th birthday party, though, putting faces to several names - whotheheckami, the_mendicant, gardenpixie, nardobd, the_a_r_b and more. More familiar ones included dougs, squaddie, hawkida and tobesv. I was, as ever, fasionably late.
Sunday dawned horribly bright and early - thanks, Rachel - and I failed to fix Mel's home network, then leapt on the trike for a zip up to Sheffield to seetheladyeve. A lovely start to the trip - a bright, cold autumn afternoon hurtling across the wolds of Rutland up towards Nottingham. It got a lot more tedious after that, though. Made it to Shef for about 3:30pm, to Nadin's annoyance, and promptly got lost, so went to Hein Gericke's and bought lots of nice warm gloves and things while she came and rescued me. This was followed by a protracted search for a pub and lunch with some true-born ought-to-be-members-of ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
sketchygothbird.
Then back to N's to dump my stuff, a curry and a pint. Wonderful place. I thought the barman had undercharged me, it was so cheap. And actual little stone houses on cobbled streets in Crookes! So cute!
Monday I had a lie-in before setting off on the road for home. But as soon as I left Yorkshire and entered Derbyshire's Peak District, the trike's slight rattle became a horrible and expensive noise like someone shaking a tin bucket full of nuts. Oil OK, chain not too slack, so I have no clue what's wrong, but I'll bet it's going to be expensive... And it took the AA over 8h to get me home. [Sigh] Ah well. I may not be off to TCASU on the trike after all, I fear...
And in about 3h N will be here! Hurrah!
gummitch, how much have you got so far?In other news...
Last weekend was good. Met my mate John for a (cough) very late liquid lunch at about 5:30, then the elusive
green_amber for a drinkie in Islington, along with rozk, flickgc, doja35, sneerpout and mr_tom. Then Flick, Roja and I headed down to the Liquid Lab for tamaranth's 1st birthday drinkie, along with... oh, lots of people.Saturday I unaccountably felt a little under the weather and couldn't face travelling to Northampton for NewCon; apologies to
camies and anyone else I missed. I did make it, eventually, to daemongirl's 16th birthday party, though, putting faces to several names - whotheheckami, the_mendicant, gardenpixie, nardobd, the_a_r_b and more. More familiar ones included dougs, squaddie, hawkida and tobesv. I was, as ever, fasionably late.Sunday dawned horribly bright and early - thanks, Rachel - and I failed to fix Mel's home network, then leapt on the trike for a zip up to Sheffield to see
theladyeve. A lovely start to the trip - a bright, cold autumn afternoon hurtling across the wolds of Rutland up towards Nottingham. It got a lot more tedious after that, though. Made it to Shef for about 3:30pm, to Nadin's annoyance, and promptly got lost, so went to Hein Gericke's and bought lots of nice warm gloves and things while she came and rescued me. This was followed by a protracted search for a pub and lunch with some true-born ought-to-be-members-of sketchygothbird.Then back to N's to dump my stuff, a curry and a pint. Wonderful place. I thought the barman had undercharged me, it was so cheap. And actual little stone houses on cobbled streets in Crookes! So cute!
Monday I had a lie-in before setting off on the road for home. But as soon as I left Yorkshire and entered Derbyshire's Peak District, the trike's slight rattle became a horrible and expensive noise like someone shaking a tin bucket full of nuts. Oil OK, chain not too slack, so I have no clue what's wrong, but I'll bet it's going to be expensive... And it took the AA over 8h to get me home. [Sigh] Ah well. I may not be off to TCASU on the trike after all, I fear...
And in about 3h N will be here! Hurrah!
