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Early Sunday afternoon, throat like sandpaper - too many cigarettes lasts night (and one burning now), I fancy, combined with arguably too much red wine and port. No bed for Bryan until 4am, and he's not used to it anymore. Of course.

DT and the visiting pax_draconis managed another hour and more port, I understand, but your correspondent was too knackered. On the other hand, while I have ben footling around now for some hours, and DT is killing aliens down on his computer, there is no sign of Ser Andrews surfacing from the spare bedroom. We might have to lock it down and send in the troops with a loud Raus! Appel! It worked in Colditz. Well, when the inmates weren't busy escaping, anyway.

Much of yesterday afternoon and evening was taken up in general plot discussion for NWO; just three of us, pax_draconis, jfs and me. Very productive it was too, as we tied of some loose plot threads. Happily John was making notes since my memory is already discarding much of the detail.

It must have been extremely clear outside last night - the frost has bitten down quite remarkably. Out back the sun has moved around, and the shadows have reclaimed the passage extension roof. They are both still covered in frost that did not melt in the sunlight. The sky is still very blue and it is a fine day indeed. Tonight is going to be a bark-cracker, or would be if there were any trees to crack.

More later, perhaps.

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Early Sunday afternoon, throat like sandpaper - too many cigarettes lasts night (and one burning now), I fancy, combined with arguably too much red wine and port. No bed for Bryan until 4am, and he's not used to it anymore. Of course.

DT and the visiting pax_draconis managed another hour and more port, I understand, but your correspondent was too knackered. On the other hand, while I have ben footling around now for some hours, and DT is killing aliens down on his computer, there is no sign of Ser Andrews surfacing from the spare bedroom. We might have to lock it down and send in the troops with a loud Raus! Appel! It worked in Colditz. Well, when the inmates weren't busy escaping, anyway.

Much of yesterday afternoon and evening was taken up in general plot discussion for NWO; just three of us, pax_draconis, jfs and me. Very productive it was too, as we tied of some loose plot threads. Happily John was making notes since my memory is already discarding much of the detail.

It must have been extremely clear outside last night - the frost has bitten down quite remarkably. Out back the sun has moved around, and the shadows have reclaimed the passage extension roof. They are both still covered in frost that did not melt in the sunlight. The sky is still very blue and it is a fine day indeed. Tonight is going to be a bark-cracker, or would be if there were any trees to crack.

More later, perhaps.

Ooo yak (maybe it is Yak).

I don't recall eating or drinking anything I shouldn't have last night. Maybe I did some sleep feasting - that would at least explain the missing pillow.

Having brushed my teeth quite vigorously twice with a very minty toothpaste, and swilled a half bottle of Listerine around my gob, there is, beneath the minty, antiseptic freshness the lingering remains of something my worst imaginings tell me must taste not entirely like a Turkish Wrestler's jockstrap.

Back to the toothpaste, me thinks. Maybe I should nip across to Waitrose and see if there is a brand even stronger of the mint before I start getting Fluke Man flashbacks...

Ooo yak (maybe it is Yak).

I don't recall eating or drinking anything I shouldn't have last night. Maybe I did some sleep feasting - that would at least explain the missing pillow.

Having brushed my teeth quite vigorously twice with a very minty toothpaste, and swilled a half bottle of Listerine around my gob, there is, beneath the minty, antiseptic freshness the lingering remains of something my worst imaginings tell me must taste not entirely like a Turkish Wrestler's jockstrap.

Back to the toothpaste, me thinks. Maybe I should nip across to Waitrose and see if there is a brand even stronger of the mint before I start getting Fluke Man flashbacks...