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Charlie Stross does it again!. Explains the zeitgeist, that is. He's uncanny. Anyone who did a Rip van Winkle in the 1970s really needs to read this article.
Warning to the unwary: my Cute Niece spent a goodly portion of yesterday afternoon in the house, after my sister and I collected my mother from the airport. Said niece generally demonstrates, during her visits, the all-round utility of feline ownership, as she invariably plays madly with the house's impressive collection of balls, balls with bells in, green fuzzy catnip-filled dinosaurs, Multicoloured Gerbils of Paradise and Rod and Stewart, the 70s glam rock drug hedgehogs. She's going through an imitation phase at the moment, though. Visitors are please not to be startled by the fact that all the cat toys are, at the niece's insistence, wearing nappies.
I was terribly restrained on the Amazon/Mother-courier front this month, which is just as well as she not only lugged over an overlocker for my sister, she did it having just fallen down the stairs and injured her coccyx. (Clearly a hereditary injury). But I now rejoice in the possession of the first two seasons of X-Files, currently ridiculously cheap on Amazon UK.
(P.S. am pleased to report that Stv has wrestled the techno-jinx best of two falls out of three, and all my sites and e-mail addresses are once more operational).
Warning to the unwary: my Cute Niece spent a goodly portion of yesterday afternoon in the house, after my sister and I collected my mother from the airport. Said niece generally demonstrates, during her visits, the all-round utility of feline ownership, as she invariably plays madly with the house's impressive collection of balls, balls with bells in, green fuzzy catnip-filled dinosaurs, Multicoloured Gerbils of Paradise and Rod and Stewart, the 70s glam rock drug hedgehogs. She's going through an imitation phase at the moment, though. Visitors are please not to be startled by the fact that all the cat toys are, at the niece's insistence, wearing nappies.
I was terribly restrained on the Amazon/Mother-courier front this month, which is just as well as she not only lugged over an overlocker for my sister, she did it having just fallen down the stairs and injured her coccyx. (Clearly a hereditary injury). But I now rejoice in the possession of the first two seasons of X-Files, currently ridiculously cheap on Amazon UK.
(P.S. am pleased to report that Stv has wrestled the techno-jinx best of two falls out of three, and all my sites and e-mail addresses are once more operational).
