So, this is just a theory, based on S1, S2 and Ep1S3. Who knows if it's spoilery or not?? If I'm right (unlikely) then err...hope I don't spoil it all for you if you read this!



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Soo...yeah, pictures. Behind cuts, but nothing spoilery, I promise. Unless you didn't know that Ray wore polo necks...Oh, shit, you do now!
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Sooo...spent today on the set of Ashes to Ashes. It was great, walking around the set, watching all the guys at work etc. I do now know some massive spoilers (We spent half an hour in a room full of every script for the entire series...and they weren't even closed/hidden XD) And all I can say is that I'm looking forward to S3 more than ever :D

There will be pics, laters.

Thanks to everyone who intimated that the boss thought I was some sort of fab person, instead of just dragging me out of bed to punish me, after my last post. We actually had quite a good day. (I shudder to think how much it cost our company in total though - eeep! Just the sort of thing we really don't need right now. Money is über tight, the boss is not wonderfully happy - understandably - this is his entire life, everything he's built up has been put on the line by this move). But anyway, we did what was needed, we even had a bit of a laugh. The artist bought me lunch, too, which was nice. Having read all the bumpf which goes with the photos I did like them slightly more - although I sort of feel you should be able to understand and enjoy artwork without having to read what the artist intended. I mean, they were lovaly quality images, but it was the subject matter I was less sold on.

You know when you know something and you can't tell anyone, even though you know they'd squee like crazy, cos you've been sworn to secrecy? And it make you want to explode just a little bit? That's me, right now.

It's a wonderful day here - lovely and sunny, blue skies with wee fluffy white clouds. And I'm sitting in the sun in Starbucks. I don't actually like Starbucks, but I've had these free drink vouchers for years a while, and I just thought I should use them. They are, in fact, so old no one who works here had ever seen them before...and the till wouldn't accept them. (I did say they were a little bit old...whilst buying the most expensive drink on the menu with one) But as they have no 'use-by' date on, the woman eventually just ripped it up and threw it in the bin and gave me the free drink without running it through the til. Ha, take that, Starbucks. But I'm looking over at the lovely coffee shop over the road and thinking it looks so much nicer in there...but free is free, yah?

I've just changed my desktop image. It's been this:
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I'm alos in a bit of a writing doldrums. Whenever I finish something long (Like .... completely forgotten the name of the thing I just posted...erm...Previous Convictions!....) then I always get a sort of come-down of bleh. And I want to write, but I just...don't. And I always blame it on other things (like work being nuts) but actually, it's just what I always do. So now I need some wee shorts to write to get the mojo back. Any stupid challenges/words/songs etc. you think will inspire me, feel free to throw 'em out.

Yesterday I got up earlier than anyone should on a Saturday (given that I didn't go to bed until midnight). And ran up to my Osteopath. (I'd booked an appointment months ago, written down the date/time on the inside of the sea container I was standing in at the time...remembered the date, but not the time...so had to get into aforementioned container last week and uncover the time!). Anyway, he spent half an hour hurting me (if you've never had someone trying to free up your muscle fibres via their entire body weight applied through an elbow, you don't know pain. I am now bruised.) So he told me to chill out for the rest of the day and not do anything.

So I just nipped up to London...met up with Cutter, and we headed to the NHM. Saw my tree, the giant sequoia, the platypus, the polar bear and bought WeeFri a birthday Velociraptor, as you do...

Then headed to meet some friends over at St Dunstans (it's a ruined church, which has been made into a garden - like a wee calm oasis tucked away in the city.) Chilled with them until I had to get to m31andy 's engagement party, but I could only stay for a wee bit cos I had to head out to a Private View in Limehouse - and it was fab! Called 'Nostalgia for Mainframes' and in Limehouse town hall, which is all old and ramshackle and fab! Then I had to escape that too, cos I had to get home!

Finally got home at half one - having been on the party carriage in the train home, where we had a Johnny Cash imporsonator busking - it was fab! Everyone on the carriage was singing along, until one grumpy bastard told the guy to fuck off because he wanted to sleep. We all boo'd the guy. But the busker moved on to the next carriage. but it meant everyone in our carriage was talking to each other and it was lovely!

SO bloody busy day, but it was all great fun. And today I'm relaxing!

Yeah, went to see the new place today. It's really easy to get to - no more buses, yayes!!

It's small, obviously...but it's quite nice. We've got a lot of work to do, knocking down walls and moving mezzanine decks, putting in new supporting beams, re-doing the floors, putting in all new windows and plumbing, putting in security systems etc.

But all in all...pretty good, I think. Better than expected!

I took a few pics, will post them tomorrow.

Oh, and Ashes to Ashes? FUCKIN' AWESOME!!! Really, best hour of TV for years.

If you haven't just watched Ashes to Ashes then you've just missed the best 60 mins of TV for years. Possibly this millenium. Get yourself to iPlayer.

I took a picture of yesterday...but I went to the pub until it turned into today...and I HAD to sleep, cos I haven't  got to bed before midnight all this week, and the night before our flat fire alarm went off at twenty past four in the morning for about ten minutes. So, that's my excuse. And the dog ate it.

I just got an electric shock by messing with the exposed ends of my aerial cables and holding my laptop XD Go me! Obviously missing work (where I also gave myself a shock today)

Anyway, pictures -


I got in touch with the Exec Producer of Children in Need to suggest they had the Ashes to Ashes cast doing a musical number this year. Possibly 2-4-6-8 Motorway. He said he'd suggest it to the production team, which is way cool! Hopefully they'll get to do something!

Title: Dirty Thoughts
Word Count: 1750
Spoilers: none
Pairings: Gene/Ray
Rating: Brown Cortina
Disclaimer: The slash is mine, the boys aren’t. They’d have more fun if they were though.
Summary: PWP - The boys have no self control.
A/N: Sytaxia gave me a quick beta, all remaining mistakes are mine.

Karma struck again - yesterday we rip the piss out of Patrick...today I manage to lose £300 worth of stainless. So added to the £600 I knackered the other week, I'm doing really well. (I didn't cut this lot up wrong, I signed it in on a delivery when it didn't actually come in. Ooops. Had a big face-off with my boss about it, he sulked for a while, then he got over it because he needed me to do him a favour.)


Tonight's Ashes was once again superb. I'm really loving the mix of weirdness/policing/characters. Of course there could be more Ray - there could always be more Ray - and he was very very in love possessive of Chris this week. I can't believe there are only 2 left though. Gutted. Also, the fanficcer in me pounced on the fact that Chris has a niece - awww, Uncle Chris!!

Although on the plus side, Deano told me he'd be my bitch today. So now I address him as Bitch, or Bitch-Boy. He does need a firm hand or he never buckles down and cracks on with his tasks. And we're only doing it for his benefit - that's what we tell ourselves anyway.