Le Weekend

Monday, March 16th, 2026 09:44 am
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That was great!

Chum was as fab as ever, we talked, ate, drank, talked some more. R concocted us a tapas night with goats cheese in marmalade sauce, potatas bravas and sweet potatas bravas, chicken wings, chorizo in red wine, plus ridiculous amounts of various cheeses, ham,s and bread. We also visited our favourite nook of a cocktail bar, then a great meal out and lastly wandering through Edinburgh late, but not too late for the train. Lights and shadows! Love the place! Love the company!

My usual pattern of work is to get up each day and get as much out of the way as possible so that come noon, or two at the latest, everything necessary is over and I can stop, but no. I am sitting here bleary eyed. Alcohol? Not really. When we all get together the bevs are bound to flow, but yesterday was virtuous and the whole weekend was quite restrained really. Who knew we would all grow up and never feel it? Or kinda feel it but not enough to recognise it?

Performing some traffic maintenance today

Saturday, March 14th, 2026 01:04 pm
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Happy Saturday!

I'm going to be doing a little maintenance today. It will likely cause a tiny interruption of service (specifically for www.dreamwidth.org) on the order of 2-3 minutes while some settings propagate. If you're on a journal page, that should still work throughout!

If it doesn't work, the rollback plan is pretty quick, I'm just toggling a setting on how traffic gets to the site. I'll update this post if something goes wrong, but don't anticipate any interruption to be longer than 10 minutes even in a rollback situation.

Now and then

Friday, March 13th, 2026 10:17 am
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There's sorrow at the edge.

For two night before this last I had the craziest dreams. Last night was dream free, but the night before I saw little cats being attacked by a young leopard. The cats didn't seem hurt as far as I could tell, but I was worried about rabies from leopard saliva, and yet was diffident about mentioning it to the people around me. The night before that I dreamed of Doris Day singing 'The Black Hills of Dakota' and through both those nights moved the shade of Nuclear Man, so vivid, so very insistent, I could reach out and touch him. It was so powerful I wondered if he was dead. Sense of the ominous but not a threat as such. Just a thing.

Then this morning someone dear messaged me about a death very close to her. I listened, tried to support, did the best I could. How close is all this pain!

Still, a friend joins us this weekend and as ever, it will be great to see her. There's going to be light, even if we have to stay up all night to see it.

The Road of Nope

Thursday, March 12th, 2026 03:49 pm
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Always leads to the Land of Nope. It may twist, it may turn, it may bend, but in the end, there you will be. I respect its consistency. Having noped the balloon animal cufflinks, I found myself in more inventive nopelands, behold;

https://inkanddrop.com/collections/queen-city-print-inks-vintage-poster-prints

Are these commonly known in the States? They are a complete revelation to me.

The thing is I actually like them, stylish and cool and off-centre, the animals are great, the spotty pink cow and the green and black unicorn, the pig and tiger, all of them. However, the humans... well, we are talking something else. Forget Chucky or Pennywise, I am seldom scared by try-too-hard horrors. These little figures, however, are exactly the blend of sinister-sweet to give me nightmares. See that red and green man print more than halfway down the page? Terrifying. And see the green-balloon trousered ibex herder on the top line furthest right? I'm not sure about the way he's eyeballing the beastie's tail, and salute the ibex for keeping a wary eye on the little squit.
There is a world in which I buy all these and cover a wall with them, but it's the world where I fall down a lift shaft, survive by landing on my head, then buy a full-of-Nope warehouse in Portland, Oregon, and live in it til I disappear...

Desperation

Tuesday, March 10th, 2026 01:55 pm
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He doesn't really know what he wants for his birthday, so I've no clue.

But I'm calling it now, balloon animal cufflinks are not the answer.
https://babette-wasserman.com/product/balloon-dog-cufflinks-yellow-gold/

The birdhouse in your soul

Tuesday, March 10th, 2026 10:35 am
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Dear friend's cat died yesterday. As ever the words don't work. She is devastated. He was such an excellent boy.

I got myself an ice-cream out of the freezer, and was eating it when the doorbell rang. Some guy was there with a parcel for us, Amazon or something (clearly not Evri or it would have been bunged over the back wall.) We chatted for a moment and he told me it was his mum's birthday. I wished her a happy birthday.

'Oh she's in a better place now,' he said, 'she passed last year. But you know, she was 88 and they say you've learned all your lessons by the age of 82. So she's definitely in a better place. She passed all the tests.'
He carried on talking about her for a while, and I listened, seeing no grief in him except perhaps this sign, the need to talk about her. Eventually I asked him if he would like an ice cream in celebration of her day. He declined but blessed me for offering it, and away he went.

And somehow this old song is in my head remembering him and the death of beautiful Malkin and this gents' memory of his mother, all these things.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4Y7IxGG9zg&list=RDS4Y7IxGG9zg&start_radio=1

Ways to Waste Money

Sunday, March 8th, 2026 08:18 am
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I am actually tempted but the interpretations are wack. (https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/andplay/eternal-garden-tarot). I suspect for this it would be better to draw/photo one's own and scrawl in bits of folklore/herbalism/whatever. I have some ideas, no ability, and questions re time so maybe I'll do this or maybe I won't.

Meanwhile, it seems President Trump is annoyed with our PM for not joining his war quickly enough. Do even his own folk want to join the war? He was the candidate promising no more foreign interventions. We have no input into the decision making, no say in the direction it will take, we can neither shape nor define how it will end. It effectively makes President Trump the Commander-in-Chief of the UK without one UK citizen voting for him, and it might well finish Starmer in the way similar action finished Blair.

Meanwhile President Trump brings down a horrible regime, but with what does he replace it? And in the meantime, if the Straits of Hormuz are closed, the price of oil goes up. Who benefits from that? Good for Russia, I think.

My weight has crept up again. I would love to blame letrozole for this but as I have been stuffing my face with cake and beer and taking no exercise while struggling with a deadline, this really is down to me. Trying to work out whether hypnosis might help. Thoroughly daunted by Ozempic face, going nowhere near it!

Need more sky

Friday, March 6th, 2026 11:02 am
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Snowfall settled this morning under a pure white sky shot with the most extraordinary limpid grey. Doesn't sound very inspiring but I don't think I ever noticed these radiant shades before. And it gave way to all this blue, fresh and lovely.

To my eyes there's a difference between Spring snow and Winter snow. The quality of light changes things, or maybe I am imagining it, seeing as snow in March is pretty rare around here. It's been a particularly lovely full moon. I don't know where we will go if we move from here, but as time goes on much as I enjoy company, I need more sky.

Stuff got done this week, so now I can stop/read/paint. The only issue really is that my eyes are closing again. Letrozole's weird. I cannot even read now. I must stop for a while.

Waking

Thursday, March 5th, 2026 07:29 am
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The East was peach pink this sunrise, and the sky was full of planes.

I am barely awake, everything seems loud.

There's too much to think of. A cup of coffee might help.

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