HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUTRA!
(continued from previous post) CH is now sent, the emailed version to the commissioning editor, the hard copy and a CD with versions in both Word and RTF to the London office.
Nice feeling. And four days ahead of the deadline too...
Had an interesting afternoon... Sometimes it's
good to belong to a Neighbourhood Watch scheme - and nice to be able to participate. Ken was about to dive out to collect Kai when a knock came on the door. He answered - apparently it was three scruffy-looking youths with what appeared to be fake IDs (fingers over the relevant bits are suspicious at the best of times!) with some cock-and-bull story about house inspectors being in the area and needing to inspect all the houses as they were built around the time of the war.
[blink] You what? Our house was built in the 1950s, all the others are Georgian (or Edwardian - you know me and figures/history!)
They were apparently working their way up the road, knocking on all the doors with the same story. Ken sent them on their way, saying he was leaving the house and didn't have time for this... being me and both suspicious and paranoid I rang our Neighbourhood Watch co-ordinator (several doors down from us) who gave me the number of our local Crime Prevention Officer. Gave her all the details I could (since I didn't actually answer the door I couldn't give descriptions) and she said she'd alert the local squad...
Next thing I knew a very nice, very young policeman (
NO jokes, thank you!!) knocked on the door. Rang Ken on the mobile for as detailed a description as he could give, which I relayed to the officer, who said they'd check out the area. That's probably as much as we'll ever hear about it. But I was impressed with the speed of the response, and the general attitude. There's been a fair bit of crime in the Brislington area just recently (mainly car-related so it normally doesn't apply to us, though we still keep an eye out) and the police tend to take this sort of thing seriously. Though I admit I'm cynical enough to suspect that if we lived in a less affluent, less 'genteel' area I'm not wholly confident that the reaction would be quite as speedy...
[shock horror] I went up for a nap earlier, I was so tired - and even though Ken tried to wake me after one cycle I ended up sleeping for
four hours! Unheard of! Very welcome though... I've spent tonight writing Lutra a fic for her birthday - she requested a slavefic crossover between Jaeger (of
Ultimate Muscle) and one of my Haadri characters, which means of course that it's not for public consumption, although - as Lutra herself suggested - it could easily be adapted for a Haadri short story, later... Y'know, I rather like writing requestfics for presents - they're fun, and challenging, and inspiring. Perhaps I should do more of them.
FOOD!
It's Friday: that means junk food day (Kai's favourite).
I actually forgot to eat in the morning - though I was tempted, in town, by the aroma from the
Hot Sausage Company's hot dog stall outside St Nick's market:
real sausages, the best hot dogs I've ever tasted... but I resisted... at 3.20 pm, after Ken had left to collect Kai, I started making Broccoli and Cauli soup and toast, but got interrupted by the young policeman... And then my nap/sleep kind of happened during usual dinnertime - so I ended up throwing a chicken and mushroom pie and a handful of chips in the oven at about 10.30 pm. And then bolted it - and burned my tongue - because Lutra's giftfic leapt fully-fledged into my head and just
had to be written...
Oh, and I've had white wine again tonight - but I usually do on a Friday. (Hangover from my
Lexx days.)
Today's cookie...
Your love life will be yours. |
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Oh good. Nice to know it won't be someone else's...
Off to Keynsham with bratling tomorrow - er, later this morning, I mean...
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Joules *Dances with Haddock* Taylor
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