Wonderful weekend, giant tortoise, brainy gerbil

Well, that was a very pleasant weekend. November girl came round for dinner on Saturday night, and we ate and talked and drank and talked and talked and talked until we went to sleep. Then we got up and spent most of Sunday talking, pausing only for croissants and coffee.

It was such a great time. The food was fantastic, but nothing beats the company of excellent friends. To add to my sense of good cheer, my love came back from his Sunday visit to Brum full of optimism about the next Wolf Event, and we spent the evening in the Italian restaurant eating and talking some more.

Today has been constructive in some ways, odd in others.

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My anthropomorphising tendencies are clearly out of control. I should really try to save them for Maelstrom.