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blamebrampton) wrote2008-08-27 10:24 pm
blamebrampton) wrote2008-08-27 10:24 pm
ARGH!
James has had flu since the weekend. I have a rough, sore claggy throat. GLARE!
In happier news, I live in the best suburb ever.
I came home to find a lump of something cold wrapped in plastic in the letterbox. I checked for cables*, then lifted it out. It was a lump of clay. There was a brochure to explain it. This years public art festival is celebrating the horse, and they would like everyone to sculpt little horses, which will then be fired and displayed in October.
In addition, we will have horse and cart rides on October 11 and a horse parade on October 18!
Now all I need to do is not succumb to the flu, and learn how to sculpt in the next few days!
* My family do law and politics and I am from the 70s and 80s, this is automatic, much the same way that years of living in Australia sees me shake out my shoes every morning.
In happier news, I live in the best suburb ever.
I came home to find a lump of something cold wrapped in plastic in the letterbox. I checked for cables*, then lifted it out. It was a lump of clay. There was a brochure to explain it. This years public art festival is celebrating the horse, and they would like everyone to sculpt little horses, which will then be fired and displayed in October.
In addition, we will have horse and cart rides on October 11 and a horse parade on October 18!
Now all I need to do is not succumb to the flu, and learn how to sculpt in the next few days!
* My family do law and politics and I am from the 70s and 80s, this is automatic, much the same way that years of living in Australia sees me shake out my shoes every morning.
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I remember when I had the flu, I was working on the HD Inspired fic, and I nearly collapsed a few times staying up to type. ^^;;
I checked for cables
Cables? As in, what cables? :O (Sorry, you know I'm from the 80s and 90s. So, yes. I don't know these things and need to be told.)
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As for the cables ... when I was a wee lass terrorism was different. It usually came with Irish accents in my part of the world and was generally directed at political figures or senior members of the legal fraternity. Most of the time it was quite distant, bomb threats on the tube and tragic attacks in Northern Ireland, but on a couple of notable occasions it was relatively close, and it was explained to me that one should always check suspicious packages and so on. Lumps of clay in the letterbox are weird enough to warrant a check ;-)