A new kind of gîte near Nantes. Described by a journalist who has either no idea about a particular subculture... or is too wary to let on.

On another note entirely, do you think that, on the model of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies,

(a) Mansfield Park would be greatly improved if the Crawfords were vampires (sparkly ones, perhaps?)

and

(b) perhaps Harriet was not attacked by gypsies in Emma, but by werewolves?

Lawyer: There's nothing wrong with tentacles. Tentacles are good.

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
tree_and_leaf goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Cosmo Gordon Lang.
carlanime gives you 14 light green coconut-flavoured gummy bats.
dolorous_ett gives you 13 dark blue lemon-flavoured gummy bats.
el_staplador tricks you! You lose 14 pieces of candy!
emily_shore tricks you! You lose 6 pieces of candy!
expectare gives you 17 light blue orange-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
lareinenoire gives you 18 tan cherry-flavoured pieces of taffy.
munditia tricks you! You get an eraser.
nineveh_uk tricks you! You lose 40 pieces of candy!
parrot_knight tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!
themolesmother gives you 17 milky white cherry-flavoured wafers.
tree_and_leaf ends up with 18 pieces of candy, and an eraser.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.

You know, some of you people are really mean. I wonder if I'd have got on better if I'd dressed up as someone else?

Happy birthday, em_h and juno_magic! I hope you both have wonderful days!

Got up, led morning prayer, unfortunately coughed a lot.

During the period of silent prayer, there were two loud thunks, and the Dean and Subdean, sitting either side of the aisle, looked down in bemusement at a scurrying brown creature ("I suppose it might have been a mouse. If it had been taking steroids," said the Dean, afterwards).

Then both the Dean and the Subdean forbade me to go into work today, and the Subdean more or less ordered me to go and see a doctor. Evidently my cough sounds really bad... ("And when you've seen the doctor, go to bed and have lots of fluids and don't come back to work till you're better," said the Dean, paternally).

I suppose I ought to go and see the doctor (I may not owe either of them canonical obedience, but...), as I would like to get rid of this damn cough, and the Subdean is right that I ought to get rid of it before we have an outbreak of swine flu around the Abbey and I get that as well, but I confess I am somewhat sceptical as to the likelihood of medical science being able to do anything. It's a cold... And the Dean's prescription is all very well, but I'm not actually ill, I just have this wretched cough.

On the other hand, it is nice to have caring employers, and for once I don't mean that sarcastically.

I wonder if it was a rat?