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I'm a Finger Puppet Millionaire!

Well, a £61-aire.

But that's at least £61 more than I ever expected!

About two months ago, my brother, P2, who lives in a picturesque little village in Huntingdonshire, told me that his wife, K, was organising a 'Christmas Cornucopia'. Here's the rather smart flyer he designed to promote it:



(The picture's a bit distorted because I had to screencap it from Skype).

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The power supply for my 12-year-old-plus Windows XP laptop -- the only computer that will still run my favourite graphics program -- finally failed. I ordered a replacement on Amazon Prime, and it's just arrived but I need to pluck up more courage before I dare plug it in. Just in case.

I did buy the latest version of the program, which is allegedly compatible with Windows 10, but a) it's flaky & keeps crashing, and b) they've 'improved' it so much, it no longer does what I want it to do :-(
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Sod's Law or Adventures in Northern Climes (with Computer Simulation)

I recently took a FutureLearn course called Radical Spirituality, about George Fox and the beginnings of Quakerism. In 1652, Fox, 'moved of the Lord', climbed up Pendle Hill, which, he said,


Click to see panoramic view by Joe Haythornthwaite.

'I did with much ado, it was so very Steep and High. When I was come to the Top of this Hill, I saw the Sea bordering upon Lancashire: And from the Top of this Hill the Lord let me see, in what Places he had a Great People to be gathered... At Night we came to an Inn... Here the Lord opened unto me, and let me see a Great People in white Raiment by a River-side, coming to the Lord: And the Place that I saw them in, was about Wentzerdale and Sedbergh.'

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Three things you're not interested in meme

The other day kazzy_cee posted a friending meme, and I signed up -- if you want to join in, say so in a comment, and I'll give you three topics or spheres of interest I think you're not interested in, and we'll see what you come up with to surprise us. (Though kazzy_cee and I have similar friends lists, so I won't be surprised if most people have already signed up with her!)

Here are my answers to the three topics she gave me. (I'm not sure why she thought I wouldn't be interested in pets or literature ;-)

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Merry Christmas!

Chocolate and cheese Advent Calendars, both empty...



Merry Christmas everybody!!

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Today's a mega-cooking day but, since they're Christmassy, I thought I'd belatedly do the Friday Five.

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Witterings...

Santa's littlest helper is ready to roll:


In case it worries other people as much as it worried me when I noticed, I've since swapped the Mediaeval and Renaissance Drama anthologies, so they're now in proper chronological order.

I still haven't heard from the RSPCA. After a couple of days, I stopped being upset and started being sneaky -- "When they come, I'll tell them to check the shed" (because the door was stuck fast and I wanted it opened) -- but now I'm just pissed off, so, if they ever do bother to turn up, they'd better be wearing tin hats.

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I DO NOT HAVE A CAT

I came back off holiday on Wednesday and stepped into a Kafka-esque nightmare.

The front door was stuck, but that wasn't a problem. (I got in through the back door and managed to open it from inside).

The heating was broken, but that wasn't a problem. (The wind had blown the pilot light out).

The problem was a note from my brother, P, saying (suspiciously, I thought): PHONE ME WHEN YOU GET HOME NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT (my italics).

It seems that someone has reported me to the RSPCA for swanning off on holiday and leaving my cat to fend for itself.

I don't have a cat.

I've never had a cat.

My brother phoned the RSPCA to tell them that I don't have a cat. It took him half an hour to get through to someone.

P: She doesn't have a cat.
RSPCA: We still have to follow up a complaint. We need to talk to her.
P: She's not here. She's on holiday. I'm just coming in to feed the fish and water the plants.
RSPCA: Are you feeding the cat?
P: SHE DOESN'T HAVE A CAT!
RSPCA: We still have to follow up a complaint.

I phoned them myself, first thing Thursday morning. It only took me a quarter of an hour to get through.

ME: I don't have a cat.
RSPCA (as if the informant might have mistaken the species): Do you have any animals?
ME: Just some fish.
RSPCA (as if making an important note): Fish...
ME (breaking down): Surely you can understand how upsetting this is? I would never be cruel to a cat. I don't have a cat. There are cats living on my street, and I sometimes talk to them, but they're not my cats.

Never let yourself get upset when you're talking to a complete arsehole. It will only encourage her to treat you like shit. Yes, I know that the RSPCA is doing an important job, but treating a person as if they're guilty based only on some anonymous person's random accusation is a slippery slope, however good the cause.

I've been waiting for over two days for an inspector to call, and...

Well, how can I prove that I don't own a cat? Obviously, saying that I don't own a cat (until I'm blue in the face) isn't enough. And the absence of food, a litter tray, and a cat flap might merely prove to them what a crap cat owner I am.

God, I'm fed up.
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Some ramblings...

I'm setting off on holiday tonight -- a week in Krakow with my brother and sister-in-law -- so I've been very stressed, what with deciding what clothes to take, washing them, packing them, weighing my suitcase, finding my passport and travel insurance -- nearly forgot those! -- cleaning the fishes and clearing out the fridge, and doing all those last minute things at work that just have to be done before I go away because, well, the business will fall apart otherwise. Obviously.

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I'll be taking pictures of Krakow and will post them when I get back ;-)
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The Shieldmaiden, the cheese, and more of the 100 Questions

I'm not mathematical enough to know whether it is amazing that the 100th anniversary of Armistice Day should have fallen on a Sunday, but it's very appropriate. At the same time, it feels like there's no possible way to properly commemorate the end of something so apocalyptic.

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I had a busy couple of weeks, then it took me another couple of weeks to recover, and then I got so behind with work, and so worried about it, that I got up at 6 am yesterday morning to catch up, only to find that, when I finally put my mind to it, the totally impossible took me less than two hours!

Unfortunately, posting here has also slipped...

But, thanks to bogwitch, who did some research for me and then suggested a body-swap solution, my ridiculously-expensive-but-bought-off-ebay-for-only-£16.99 Eowyn doll no longer looks like one of Michelangelo's female nudes...

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