Thursday

[louiselux]

The bonfire party last night had a terrifying array of fireworks and there was much manly activity involved in setting them up and the nailing up of Catherine wheels. Eventually they were let off, and we only had to dive into the street once, so that was okay.

Me and M went to London, looked at some galleries including the Saatchi one in the old GLC building, so I am full of art and my feet ache like flaming buggery (which I've heard really stings). We walked from Paddington to the Embankment through Hyde Park and St James's, where I never knew they had pelicans on the duck pond! I chucked some bits of apple at the assorted wildlife gathered on the banks, and kept an eye peeled for likely MI5 candidates. The amazing thing was, at the end of the day we walked all the way back again.

I'm tired, yet will turn my brain to the next 2000 words, and see if I can get Crowley into a parallel universe. If any of you have any suggestions, please toss them my way and I'll be pathetically grateful.

Comments

[idlerat.livejournal.com]

Ahaaha. Yes I did wonder. Irish are from Mars, English are from ... I was going to say Saturn, but surely that's the Scots.

I do associate buggery with the English and NOT the Irish, but I couldn't remember about Louise personally...