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Jonathan Ross is back tonight!
Thank all the Gods and sing hosanna! I guess my hoping he'd have Russy Brand as his first guest was possibly aiming a little high as hopes go ::she winked cheekily:: but nevertheless, Stephen Fry is on and this alone is most excellent news.
I have not only met my daily quota on my most mighty and epic fic Blue but yea an' verily, have exceeded it, so, assuming I can make it all make sense by tomorrow (because the characters will insist on doing their own thing and fiddling with my carefully planned plot) I will be able to post a day early. This too, is Good.
The novel's coming on. I'm just about keeping up with the 2,000 word a day target - it too, has taken some odd turns with the result I've given up, for now, trying to Keep To The Plan and am just writing chapters on an individual basis and seeing where that goes with the intention of meshing it all together at a later date and hoping I can accommodate the newness in a more elastic structure. Or something. I finally managed to get the chapter about the ghostly frothy-coffee bar and the Lambretta written, so I was well pleased. :o)
Other than that, life has been pretty much as always - with the added excitement of newly acquired televisual entertainments in the form of Mr Rob Brydon's most excellent Annually Retentive and lots and lots of Vic and Bob.
But now it's time to lay down our workmanlike keyboards, hoist our mainbraces and shout OOOARRRrrrrrr! For It be FRIDAY! me hearties! Last one to the gin's a scurvy dog!
I have not only met my daily quota on my most mighty and epic fic Blue but yea an' verily, have exceeded it, so, assuming I can make it all make sense by tomorrow (because the characters will insist on doing their own thing and fiddling with my carefully planned plot) I will be able to post a day early. This too, is Good.
The novel's coming on. I'm just about keeping up with the 2,000 word a day target - it too, has taken some odd turns with the result I've given up, for now, trying to Keep To The Plan and am just writing chapters on an individual basis and seeing where that goes with the intention of meshing it all together at a later date and hoping I can accommodate the newness in a more elastic structure. Or something. I finally managed to get the chapter about the ghostly frothy-coffee bar and the Lambretta written, so I was well pleased. :o)
Other than that, life has been pretty much as always - with the added excitement of newly acquired televisual entertainments in the form of Mr Rob Brydon's most excellent Annually Retentive and lots and lots of Vic and Bob.
But now it's time to lay down our workmanlike keyboards, hoist our mainbraces and shout OOOARRRrrrrrr! For It be FRIDAY! me hearties! Last one to the gin's a scurvy dog!
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Shortly thereafter SF was re-elected as Rector for a second term (he was hugely popular with our students - and staff!), and gave us an awesome speech during his Rectorial Installation (try saying that after a few G&Ts!), during which he described Hugh Grant (who had recently been discovered in a rather embarrassing position with an American prostitute) as 'Huge Grunt'. Ah, good times, good times :-)
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::Has Wossy on Radio! Life is good::