Welcome to my perfumed garden

Slow but steady. I've just finished a brief chapter of Entanglement in which we first meet poor Jess, aka (oh noes!) teh VICTIM! a slightly dodgy but respectable 1,450 words which brings the current total to:

26,065 / 200,000 (13.0%)

I finished another chapter of Blue this morning, it'll need a read-through but should be up, as per tomorrow. Current status, right on schedule!

78,249 / 142,000 (55.1%)

Such was my week. I have nothing much else to say, really. I've cleaned here and there, chopped some wood, shopped, read four books and written two reviews, still working on the new website and my Vic and Bob mood theme. Tonight I'm off out with a friend, if all goes as usual we shall discuss Cuba, Peru and Venezuela until we've got a couple of beers down out necks and then it'll be mostly Mighty Boosh impressions and Russell Brand.

Urm...

That's it, I'm afraid. My life is insufferably dull. *g* I hope you're all having a simply marvellous weekend my lovely wee piglets. Keep the home fires burning - unless you're on the bottom half of this most goodly orb in which case, light no fires and may all the Gods send you nice breezes to cool your bottoms with.

Sending love XXX

ETA: Sorry there's no cut but it was doing mental things to this post.

We're back. Me mate has taken a mug of fennel tea to bed with her. Stomach bug, or food poisoning, something. She seems OK but feeling decidedly dicky poor thing.

Oh the massive irony! She currently lives in Cuzco, the very place I got the worst case of tummy gip ever seen in human-kind and she waits to get to Lancashire to get a dose of the same.

Oh well, home in time for QI, it could be worse. :o)

Mark has been drying logs in the oven. The whole house smells of sweet, warm resin. Very nice indeed.