Oh, alright, have a soundtrack if you insist:
Do you see the cobbles on the streets? Everywhere you look, stone & rock. Can you imagine what it feels like to reach down with your bones & feel the living stones? The city is built on itself, all the cities that came before. Can you imagine how it feels to lie down on an ancient flagstone & feel the power of the rock buoying you up against the tug of the world? And that's where witchcraft begins. The stones have life, & I'm part of it. - adapted from Terry Pratchett
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Saturday, September 14, 2019
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I am delighted to announce that I have a new job, doing the same role with a different employer slightly outside Birmingham. The Ts and Cs are also better, and since my current employer is going down the drain fast, it would be hard for them to be worse.
Oh, alright, have a soundtrack if you insist:
And since I can hear you clamouring for more DesiLu, let's go for it:
Oh, alright, have a soundtrack if you insist:
Oh, congratulations!
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to imagine the Conga as it might take place in your neck of the woods. I fear that the Conga-goers synchronisation might be a tad lacking, and that the torches could be used for more arsony type purposes... Possibly?
How dare you. Every night of the week you can see a perfectly orderly conga line all the way up Broad Street.
DeleteA thousand apologies! I was unaware that you lived in the Conga Capital of the World (or, at least the West Midlands...)
DeleteApologies accepted. Now come here so I can hump your leg.
DeleteAbsolutely not! I saw you wiping your arse across the Axminster earlier when you thought no one could see you!
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