...From a delightful day chez alibongo where Mark, wearing his Maurice Moss IT trousers, did do mighty battle with computer and WiFi for many hours before getting it all to work and I chatted to ali of many things and admired her new chickens.

Have wine, have quorn sausage and mash, Top Gear in 15 minutes. Life be good.

Awful hot ain't it?

ETA: But not as hot as Top Gear tonight. omg, teh massive gay and James' penis is the star of the show!

Whilst squeefully awaiting the arrival of La fluterbev to my country residence for a Bank Holiday Weekend! of fun, I have been making myself useful and getting in the vittals...

( Fangirl Fridge mark 2 )

( Fangirl kitchen table )

Amongst a great many other things, I'm looking forward to introducing my favourite doxy to the delights of Withnail and I which, she tells me, she has never seen O:!

PS: Any idea when you might be arriving my lovely? We shall of course, be there to meet you at the station (Get in the back of the van!!!)

Eating chocolate and watching Joe 90!

fluterbev wants it to be known that she is having a little grinky.

Just finished a spot on BBC Breakfast and now with Catherine Tate, doing Wossy's radio show this am; guests, Paul Merton, The Proclaimers and Le Barrowman. What could be nicer for a fangirl weekend? 

...I ask my companion, sitting beside me on the sofa who will no doubt be commenting any minute now.

Heh heh heh. Fangurl weekends ftw.

...In approx 20 minutes for a fabulous fangirl/writerly/ghostly loooooooong! Easter weekend. Got to take the bus into t'Chorley as Mark has taken the wee car in for a damn good servicing (makes obligatory Whorrrrrr! noises, does required Leslie Phillips impressions and etc.)

You shall not see my like again my heels for dust, till Easter Monday anyhow.

Have fun, play nice, don't play with matches, do play with chocolate and little fluffy bunnies and I shall see you, as one is wont to say on such occassions - on the other side - Unless there be internet on the train in which case - in about 70 minutes. heh heh.

Bluebys - the next chapter is almost written; I hope to post as usual.

...alibongo an' me, back from Stratford where a very good time was had indeed.

( Lord what fools these fangirls be )

The ever-delightful snycock left on the 7.15 for Manchester Airport and her plane home. We just got back from waving off mab_browne  and cross_stitchery  on their way (first class! The decadent young monkeys) to York. We've had a splendid couple of days together. Because of the lurgi, no one was really up to much so we've mostly lolled around and watched a variety of quality DVDs; Cruise of the Gods (again *g*), DUG, SST2, a whole load of TS and TS-related stuff like the cascade con discs, Action, even an episode of Robin Hood from 1975 with David Dixon camping it up outrageously as Prince John for Paul Darrow's Sheriff of Nottingham. Last night I introduced them to the joys of QI and the Jonathan Ross show. :o)

mab_browne  and snycock went out fully intending to walk on the moors yesterday but were driven home by the weather. Cold and wet is truly our world and t'moors are no place for those with a lurgi.

Now they've gone on their way. My house is an empty shell. My gosh, it's quiet in here. *g*

I've just had a tidy, thrown the towels in the washing machine, hurled some parsnips and celery into the stove in the hope of soothing soup later and now Mark and I are lying on the bed, completely wasted, for yea, verily, we are both still decidedly poorly. Neither of us have had much sleep because of the incessant cough. mab_browne 's not too bad (though she has the cough), snycock 's still coughing too and poor cross_stitchery  is far from well.

What a group we've made for the last few days *g*. I hope all the other lurgi-struck fangirls are still amongst the living.

But I'm crashing out now. I may be gone some time...