The best laid plans
|So I finish all my card-writing and get them all in the post in reasonable time. Then I take one last look at the list and it occurs to me that one of my oldest and closest friends - the friend who I have more contact with than any other - is completely absent from the list. Okay. First Class Stamp for that one, I reckon...|
Otherwise, I'm almost ready for Christmas. There are a few bits and pieces I'm yet to do, but it is mostly non-panicking fun stuff. Just now I am saving my energy for Thursday when I am hopefully going to have a Grand Adventure.
As a birthday present from my folks, we're going to have an adventure in Cambridge. We are going to the Sedgwick Museum of Earth Sciences. They have an iguanadon skeleton and [...] has never ever seen a dinosaur skeleton - imagine! They also have stuff like Darwin's geological writings and artifacts (although for all I know, Darwin was a crap geologist and this is just a collection of rocks labelled "grey rock", "dark grey rock", "even darker grey rock" etc.).
I like dinosaurs. They found a new species recently, which according to the illustration on the BBC News website (a) strode about with somewhat of a mince and (b) was the natural prey of the Routemaster Bus. I knew those old buses were extinct now, but I didn't realise they'd been about so long.
(Actually, when I just found that link to put in, the picture had changed to show a single-decker bus, but I promise, it had been an old-fashioned double-decker red London bus last week when the story was reported.)
The reason I'm telling you all about proposed adventure is that I'm really quite anxious I won't be well enough and it won't happen, but if I write here that it will happen, then perhaps by magic it will.
No, me neither, but it's worth a shot. I do seem to be picking up, slowly but surely.
In other news, [...] stripped the wallpaper off in the hall to find, written in big capital letters on the plaster, No sex today later. No idea what that means, especially the "later" bit, but better than finding Die die die or Accursed are all those who dwell within, I guess.