See You Next Wednesday
Tuesday, November 29
 
Things happen but I am uninspired to write.

I am working poorly.
I am enjoying the weather which is cold and windy and occasionally wet.
I am Christopher's overdue blog.
 
Sunday, November 20
 
Ambivalent weekend

The weekend didn't go exactly to plan. Kate didn't read Gavin's background material for the Dungeons & Dragons game; she committed a flagrant breach of the law in the middle of a busy marketplace with her first action and the game rapidly broke up. It was a great pity. Visiting Duffy Street went better. In fact it was so good we ate takeaway with them and didn't bother going to a movie. After the guys left for a poker game Emma and I chatted with Fiona until well past bedtime.

Mum wasn't home when we went for breakfast; I still don't know why. Her diary had nothing written in for Sunday, so I guess she forgot to note we were coming and had accepted an invitation at short notice. Instead we had brunch at Hansel & Gretel's, which was nice. We were heading into town to browse through Impact Comics when Linda called to tell us some friends had sad news. A tentative flowers and chocolates plan was confirmed when we crossed paths with Linda and Audrey in town and we all went visiting to convey our condolences (sans chocolate due to trading hours).

Emma left to return to the Pirate House (via lunch with Gavin) and I started counting down to Friday when I shall follow her (sans lunch with Gavin). I did some washing and read Kingdom Come before watching the first three episodes of The Dead Zone (and sleeping through the fourth) when Anne came to visit. Also, Polly and Jon rang; and Emma sent a message to say she reached home safely. I miss her so.
 
Wednesday, November 16
 
Home 1 - Visitors 2

Today the house smells of cleaning fluid. Linda's mum arrived yesterday. She is here for a week and Linda has taken time off work to show here the sights; which is nice.

But even better than that, Emma is visiting this weekend. Victory to the forces of good! She has been so busy at everything she does it has been nearly three weeks since we saw each other. We're going to play Gavin's Dungeons & Dragons game, and visit Duffy Street, and watch a movie on Saturday. Breakfast is with my mum on Sunday. Personally, I want to hold her close and listen to her voice.
 
Wednesday, November 9
 
I saw an echidna.

It was crossing the road, and not just any road. It was crossing the road which circles Parliament House, Capital Circle (the one closest to Parliament House). And it was crossing the road just past where the bus lane merges, so it was relatively dangerous place to cross. Fortunately there was not much traffic and I could actually come to a complete stop and see the echidna cross safely over.

On the way home a saw a rabbit cross Duffy Street. It was somewhat less remarkable, but I slowed down anyway.
 
Thursday, November 3
 
Live and Sweaty

Today was sunny, then it clouded over to trap the heat. There is no wind. Pretty soon I will go to a large shed and run around a lot (I may take a towel). Our recently "very neat" gardens require trimming again. The really-good-in-winter quilt is becoming uncomfortable to sleep under and shapeless jumpers may satisfy the dress code but they're too warm too leave the building in at lunchtime. And what is the deal with daylight saving?
 
This may not sound like the snappiest line from 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), but it evidently caught the imagination of John Landis, who has worked references to a mythical film of this name into most of his own movies - memorably as the grotty British skinflick watched by an assortment of lycanthropes and zombies in the climax of An American Werewolf in Paris [sic] (1981). Ghastly Beyond Belief, Neil Gaiman and Kim Newman

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