"Is that anything to say to someone with a solid-silver self-serving sauce-separator?"

Guides last night. We had split the meeting into three sections, for each of us to run one. My bit was making chocolate chip buns – always fun. Went off fairly smoothly. Played memory games, and guessing what things are by feeling them, and the newspaper game, and the m&m game, which I really like – each Guide takes m&ms, and then we say, for example, if you have a red m&m, tell us what your favourite possession is etc, then they eat the m&m. It was bon, and Hannah and I joined in the last round. They are still so *difficult*, though, and have such a bad attitude at the meetings, even when they’re being nice, if that makes sense. Heigh ho. Half term next week, which is fortunate, under the circs.

katie__pillar spent part of the day at Fangirl Towers, and you can see the fruits of her labour at the_love_nest. I can’t wait to move! I spoke to the mater yesterday, and as usual she is brilliant, and had assumed she would be packhorsing for us, which is fine as long as she’s allowed to go into Richmond to visit Hobbes. Which I spose is fair enough. I won’t deny her that opportunity. And I was thinking on Saturday I might finish painting the fourth wall in my bedroom (this tickled me and Katie last night: it sounds like some kind of avant-garde television techniquery), and possibly la fenêtre as well.

We watched the finale of Heroes last night, which was excellent and nailbiting, BUT (and this is a big but), I was ultimately a little disappointed, which is actually heart-breaking, because I have loved every minute of this series, and to suddenly not be satisfied right at the end is really vexing. ( And this is why (big on yonder spoilers, obvs) )

The things you learn...

Betty Boothroyd was a Tiller Girl. My life is complete.