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Pestilent Bun! She managed to miss her plane home from Austria, so I was sitting at Stansted watching people debouch from Arrivals for ages, before in despair I turned on the mobile, only to receive a text message. I tried to send a reproof, but for reasons I cannot fathom my phone refused to accept a word starting with P, and I ended up conveying only "OK". I am old, and do not do Texting.

I am now tempted to go and eat all her creme eggs.

On the up side, I managed to compose several paragraphs of my April fic, which is good as I have been barren of fic for most of this year so far.

Fans of Pecker will be particularly charmed to read this entry from Smart Bitches, Trashy Books, though sadly, I must direct you all to check the date on it. But, still! Oh, I am slowly copy-typing the Add Five Words story, but it is strenuous work and can only be done in small doses, as those of you who have not blocked it from your memories may well imagine.

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For the occasional person on my friends list who has not seen this, there is a poll here on stellamira's journal, do hop over and answer it - won't take you a minute and you'll be assisting a very fine person with her diploma thesis.