And a pretty picture…

(Actually, at my first primary school we used to call it “tig” rather than “tag” – hmm, the great NZE vowel shift in action? (although that would be more likely to produce “teg”)) Anyway, the game as updated for the 21st century, and with its vowel duely restored, is this: Name 5 of life’s simple…

The convention is drawing closer, and I’ve been having all sorts of exciting parcels arriving in the mail. No sign of the m-bag from the USA yet, unfortunately, but there was a large mail sack left on the doorstep the other day – it turned out to contain a large box of books from catsalive,…

Last night I suggested to MrPloppy that we should go to Trattorie for breakfast this morning, so I could drop off the books rarsberry and the others had left her on Christmas Eve in the OCZ (I don’t like visiting the OCZ without eating in the cafe – seeing as it’s a place of business…

Another contribution to the convention arrived today: a box of books from Sherlockfan in Wellington. She wanted to come to the convention, but couldn’t make it, so she sent some books to be released on her behalf instead. It was an interesting mix of books she sent: A Morbid Taste for Bones by Ellis Peters…

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There have been doubts cast on MrPloppy’s ability to fit into such a small space in that photo yesterday.  No, he’s not a hobbit (he’d be much better cast as an elf), but he does have an almost inhuman ability to draw his knees up to his chin while sleeping, especially if forced to by…