Missed Maelstrom, missed friends, missed roleplaying with stunning people and a group that is both big and clever. Fneh.
Friday saw the monsoon flood the office and start creeping its way towards the studios. Naturally, as we have loads of electrical equipment, massive safety measures were needed and the lavatories were emptied of paper towels used to soak up the ever spreading puddles across reception and the stairwells. I wish I was joking.
When it seemed that that popular old staple of action movies, the water/electricity combo, might seriously spark up London's skyline and fry us all, we were shepherded out into the rain until the Fire Brigade checked that the building was safe. Turns out we are in more danger from the wet ageing masonry than from the wet ageing wiring. With that comfort we went back in, and the heat started.
( Rather dull emo re a friend )
And that night? Flooding across the country meant I got on a train at 6.35 and back to Manchester in the early hours of the next day via taxi paid for by Virgin Trains. The rain it raineth, my head acheth, my writing work calleth. I have pulled a hamstring badly, my stomach is playing up, ditto my psoriasis, and I cannot put off my eyetest much longer. I have been in better nick.
But it is very very good to be back here with![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
larians again.
Friday saw the monsoon flood the office and start creeping its way towards the studios. Naturally, as we have loads of electrical equipment, massive safety measures were needed and the lavatories were emptied of paper towels used to soak up the ever spreading puddles across reception and the stairwells. I wish I was joking.
When it seemed that that popular old staple of action movies, the water/electricity combo, might seriously spark up London's skyline and fry us all, we were shepherded out into the rain until the Fire Brigade checked that the building was safe. Turns out we are in more danger from the wet ageing masonry than from the wet ageing wiring. With that comfort we went back in, and the heat started.
( Rather dull emo re a friend )
And that night? Flooding across the country meant I got on a train at 6.35 and back to Manchester in the early hours of the next day via taxi paid for by Virgin Trains. The rain it raineth, my head acheth, my writing work calleth. I have pulled a hamstring badly, my stomach is playing up, ditto my psoriasis, and I cannot put off my eyetest much longer. I have been in better nick.
But it is very very good to be back here with
larians again.![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}