monthly packet

Am reading (currently, a space opera by Julie Czerneda about a paranoid shapeshifter), pleasant change of pace after immersion in mind of Mrs Duberly, who is v dislikable victorian lady with enriched sense of entitlement. Kept thinking how her tent, foody treats, efforts of servants, extra blankets, and lavish fawning could have gone to help someone who needed it if she'd just stayed away from glorymongering and war-touristing the crimea.

Am pretending to complain about the London weather while secretly I like rain.

Am weeding old shrunken Tshirts from drawer to oxfam - they use them for rags for bulk industrial use I hear - because 40somethings do not carry off the Winnie the Pooh crop top look with grace,

And finally, am wasting ridiculous amounts of time on free online gaming: Sushi Cat - a game scorned by freerange poultry cos it is that lacking in skill. And freerange poultry don't have opposable thumbs so clearly they have low standards in computer games.
(I am really dreadful at computer games)


Such is life.


iWilliam has cancelled his party. Hope he has as good a weekend as would have with guests. Will anyway not have horrific mess in his home come sunday morning.