A and I are going punting tomorrow (weather permitting). I am having visions of scenes from Jerome K. Jerome's Three Men In A Boat:

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(BTW, kalquessa, I've been confusing Jerome K. Jerome and G.K. Chesterton recently, which explains the seemingly random comment I made in your journal a while back. I do know them apart, really I do.)

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Knitting is coming along nicely. Need moar wool! Also more needles, so I can try stuff out.

Help.

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I am definitely more Stargate-centric than expensive-purchases-centric. Spam mail labelled 'Cartier Replica' caught my attention for a second, until I read it correctly.

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I can't find the lead for my camera at the moment, so I cannot show you pictures of knitting, Oxford, haircuts, etc. Where is lead? Is lead in electrical (misc.) bag? No. Is it in box of stuff from office drawer where I kept lead? No. Is it in random as-yet-unpacked box, perhaps mis-labelled as cookery books, mugs, dolls, or DVDs + hats? Seems likely. "Ah well, it'll turn up eventually" is my current philosophy.