Night into morning

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Red full moon, high wind, walking in the fields with falco_biarmicus and Navvy.

Came back to an evening of essential chilled-outness with larians, probablyscotty and Neil sans lj who introduced us to a strange form of Big Brother for caterers called 'Hell's Kitchen,' a surreal experience best seen with herbal enhancement.

Grateful for the big-hearted company of our guests, who put up with us once again being knackered and crap, even to the extent of falco_biarmicus bringing fresh pasta and cooking it for everyone. We slept well.


Then we woke to the news of the train crash in Japan.