October 31st, 2003


Yes, my lovelies, I am out of bed at Oh-God-O'Clock*, waiting for rotwang to get out of the shower so that I can get in there before we head off to make our sacrifices of time to the Great God Heathrow.

The person who invents a working teleportation device will earn my undying gratitude (as well as untold millions of pounds). And not just for the cross-pond hop to anubisgrrl's wedding - getting to the airport at this time of day isn't exactly a bundle of fun...

* Yes, yes, I know some of you get up at this sort of time on a regular basis. You have my sympathy, kind of.