kingandy | Since you've been gone

Raj currently has a syringe attached to his windscreen; it is slowly injecting some sort of glass-repairing magic into a chip. I have to go out at 11pm to remove it and clean the wound. It is an interesting thing.

Tomorrow after work, I will be picking

mrssshhh up from his house and ferrying him to Stretford^[1], where we shall spend the night (separately) before proceeding to Portmerion for the wedding of

arwel and

icklejo. One has to wonder if there are any rules on dress code...

Perhaps worth mentioning that I currently have no idea how to get to the Village, nor any clue where to meet people when I get there, or indeed the location of the cottage. I can look up the first, and was planning to follow

anne_l_davies and

samharber to the third, but the second one may be interesting. It is a whole Village, after all. Perhaps I should check the happy couple's easy-to-remember wedding site for details ... Hmm, Hercules Hall in the town hall, that's a start at least.

Finally:

You're Wilma Flintstone!