Good Friday Morning
Mar. 28th, 2005 12:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackI woke up at about 9.00, which isn't exactly very early, but I've been being consistent about it, so it felt good, and also didn't leave mum alone for *too* many hours. And I'd left breakfast out for her, which I think she thought was sweet.
We wanted to look about at some cambridge countryside, so imulsively we decided to go to the Confluence (of the Cam and the Ouse). After the normal argy-bargy about where to park and swearing at the map-reader and people offering advice deliberately late[1].
The landscape was lovely and fenny. It is like just outside cambridge, yet somehow wilder, while still being within half a mile of a pub, as everywhere in england is[2]. And it was very pretty, and we saw lots of birds, flowers, and rusted microwave parts, though none of which I can remember.
We also saw the "Old Engine" which pumps water into the river, keeping the fen from being entirely flooded. A notice board described a network of drainage channels as "working hard to keep the fens drained" which dad found very amusing because they look even more placid than sleeping cats, and not like they're working hard at all.
But apparently the anti-flooding measures were opposed by ludditesque fenlanders, so the roleplaying campaign involving web-footed[3] fenland freedom fighters trying to overthrow the evil empress who wants to drain their fens is more accurate than we supposed; Arse[4] Magica eat your heart out!
[1] Note to mum and dad: Actually, I made this bit up to make it sound more interesting. Map reading does tend to stress us out, but never to the point of swearing, only to occasionally altering tones of voice when saying things like "...as I said." and "We're driving towards a what?" and we always make up within six seconds :)
[2] Apart from Scorton, the village with five churches and no pub.
[3] I forgot to ask if he looked like Mel Gibson. Sonic?
[4] Pun accidental but left in. <-This phrase needs an acronym, since npi is NEVER true.
We wanted to look about at some cambridge countryside, so imulsively we decided to go to the Confluence (of the Cam and the Ouse). After the normal argy-bargy about where to park and swearing at the map-reader and people offering advice deliberately late[1].
The landscape was lovely and fenny. It is like just outside cambridge, yet somehow wilder, while still being within half a mile of a pub, as everywhere in england is[2]. And it was very pretty, and we saw lots of birds, flowers, and rusted microwave parts, though none of which I can remember.
We also saw the "Old Engine" which pumps water into the river, keeping the fen from being entirely flooded. A notice board described a network of drainage channels as "working hard to keep the fens drained" which dad found very amusing because they look even more placid than sleeping cats, and not like they're working hard at all.
But apparently the anti-flooding measures were opposed by ludditesque fenlanders, so the roleplaying campaign involving web-footed[3] fenland freedom fighters trying to overthrow the evil empress who wants to drain their fens is more accurate than we supposed; Arse[4] Magica eat your heart out!
[1] Note to mum and dad: Actually, I made this bit up to make it sound more interesting. Map reading does tend to stress us out, but never to the point of swearing, only to occasionally altering tones of voice when saying things like "...as I said." and "We're driving towards a what?" and we always make up within six seconds :)
[2] Apart from Scorton, the village with five churches and no pub.
[3] I forgot to ask if he looked like Mel Gibson. Sonic?
[4] Pun accidental but left in. <-This phrase needs an acronym, since npi is NEVER true.
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Date: 2005-03-28 06:31 pm (UTC)I swear this cold has left me braindead. I tell you, it's evil - it's resisting the all-powerful lemsip!
I'm trying to write mock Pete!Torture fic, where he's tickled and made to pick up rice grains and stuff (he's Sam's boyfriend series 7), but it's not going well :( Funny that :)
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Date: 2005-03-28 06:45 pm (UTC)Aww. Can you make stronger lemsip? Or go to bed? Or.. I don't know.
That's... weird. Maybe if I'd ever seen him I'd want to torture him more :)
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Date: 2005-03-28 06:59 pm (UTC)How do I do crossed-through text? I've being trying to google it, but I don't know what the correct term is, so I'm not getting very far :(
I got the idea from someone's comment and I asked if I could nick it, and now I feel I have to write it.
Many many people hate Pete because he's dating Sam, but Sam and Jack are Meant To Be. Remember the parody?
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Date: 2005-03-28 11:19 pm (UTC)In html? Try <
strike>, known as strike though. (Which I momentarily forgot, but it says in the Word format dialog box.)Oh, yes, that's what I thought (both the reason for hating, and that you were writing parody). Are you having any more luck? You could strap Rat's cage to his face :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 06:23 am (UTC)Thank you!
I don't think I was in a very writery mood yesterday, though I spent some time trying to repair the first half of my chap 18. It's funny - often when I think it's going well, I end up writing the most awful bollocks!
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Date: 2005-03-29 10:07 am (UTC)No, not "doing a tim" on the powder, but inhaling the vapour :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:29 pm (UTC)It's especially wonderful how your humour's always so sensitive :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:40 pm (UTC)It's especially wonderful how your humour's always so sensitive :)
LOL. Actually, I've been working on that :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:43 pm (UTC)Yup, I'm definitely running out of ways to say that I'm sulking :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:47 pm (UTC)LOL. Wait, did you mean about my working on it? And did you read that as my working to make it more sensitive, or to make it less sensitive?
Yup, I'm definitely running out of ways to say that I'm sulking :)
That's the thesauruses was of telling you it's time to let it go and be happy again :) *hugs* :)
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Date: 2005-03-29 01:50 pm (UTC)All smiley now