another test post to see what’s going on between LJ and DW
So please ignore this post.
I’ve always felt I was eminently qualified for the position of absent minded professor, and now I can’t remember whether it’s day 3 or 4 of the Blessed Isle tour. I do remember that I’m over here on the Scarf Princess’s blog, talking about why there’s nothing wrong with a man being a bit effeminate…
But Alex, what the heck is the Arising Series? How come you’ve never mentioned this before? Springing this on us as a bit of a surprise, aren’t you? Well, hypothetical reader, you make a good point. However, I have talked before about The Glass Floor, my novel in which Wallachian noble Radu and his lover…
On May Day morning, about 4.30am, the stalwart members of Coton Morris Men and the Ely and Littleport Riot rolled out of bed, put their bells on and journeyed to Ely Cathedral. There they performed the ancient dances of their folk, starting in the icy darkness before dawn, to encourage the sun in its journey…
So, I noticed that nobody had posted on The Macaronis for a while, and thought that the blog post I was going to post today here would be probably much more useful to readers of that blog. (Because I’m sure all my friends are already perfectly aware of how to start a fire.) But then…
It is autumn. My son has had his first week at university, leaving me in the house on my own. Naturally I had to be busy busy busy in order to justify my right to existence. Rather than actually tidying the house (I did do some of that, but it never lasts), I have been…
