As mentioned last Friday, I was under a cold. A slightly weird one, as it happened, in that I went from the awful sore-throat-shivery-achey-feverishness of "coming down with a cold" to the tight chest and hacking cough of "getting over a cold" without ever really having the snuffly bit in the middle.
Anyway, despite feeling moderately ghastly, I headed off to a gig on Friday night.
( The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing @ The Garage )
On Saturday, I braved hell and (almost listerally) hight water to get over to
bateleur's house for a spot of role-playing. (NB. If you're one of the people playing in subsequent versions of this, it's safe to read this as it contains no details of the game.)
( Call of Cthulu )
And, to tie the two nicely together, we have TMTTNBBFN performing Margate Fhtagn:
Anyway, despite feeling moderately ghastly, I headed off to a gig on Friday night.
( The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing @ The Garage )
On Saturday, I braved hell and (almost listerally) hight water to get over to
( Call of Cthulu )
And, to tie the two nicely together, we have TMTTNBBFN performing Margate Fhtagn: