Weddings, weekends away, waffling

Reached that stage in life where we're going to second (or in some cases, third) marriages of friends which makes present selecting a real bugger - kitchen appliances are definitely out.  Next wedding is in a few weeks, but present sorted after talking to T's daughter.  Combined present with another couple = one boxset of Monty Python dvds and satinless steel fondue set .  T and his various partners over the years have been a constant at our fondue evenings, but somewhere along the line he has 'lost' his fondue pots, so it seems fitting to get him and his new wife their own set, plus they met over a Monty Python evening, so as I said, it's sorted.

BM and I are off to the the nation's capital (that would be Canberra) tomorrow for a belated 20th wedding anniversary weekend.  Kid and dog are staying at home.  We'll take in a couple of photo exhibitions at the National Gallery etc, wander around the Botanic gardens, and BM will do a few bushwalks while I read in the car or sit in the recreation area.  Nothing too taxing, and someone else doing the cooking for the weekend - close to paradise.

Uni classes start next week.  At this stage I'm no longer anxious about returning after a year's break - I just want the bloody thing over and done with, 3 subjects, 6 essays, 3 tutorial presentations, 5 or 6 books to read, and I'm done - BA complete.  Then there's just that pesky Honours year ... damn!

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Unbelievable how quickly the years go - stil can't believe our son will be 18 this year!

Just read the new chapter by the way, you had me slightly worried about Marie in the previous chapter, but of course she would tell Roger what he could do with himself ;-). Have actually been re-reading the whole Spike's Will Be Done series over the last couple of days - enjoying it just as much this time round, thank you for sharing your Spuffy world.
Judging by what I've picked up about the moodswings and his conviction that a computer that (normally) works well enough for most useful purposes (and here I exclude the latest games which, no doubt, are his applications of choice. We all know that running those things means having to upgrade everything on an almost constant basis) is crap, eighteen sounds just about the right age for your son to me.

As to SWBD... I don't think I actually had anyone convinced even for a second, a few people slightly concerned but that was about it. My readers know me too well.

I think you might be the second person today who has said they've gone back to the beginning again. That could be because they've realised by the time I posted those chapters last week that they'd forgotten what was happening, though.

I have to admit to finding it rather strange when I do that (and I kind of have to every so often just for the sake of continuity). It's as if I can see my writing style gradually change. I also tend to end up falling asleep a lot because it's overly familiar. All the same it gives me the warm fuzzies to know people think it's worthy of repeated reading.