1. I'm glad that was over. The service was beautiful, but because of that, very heavy on the tissues. Still, all of us getting together and sharing memories afterwards was extremely cathartic for everyone - if very heavy on the tissues *grin*
2. MrRuby and the kids were fine. Although I did wonder, as just before I went Smallest Ruby was literally clinging to my leg, sobbing his heart out, 'Don't go, Mummy! Dooooon't GOOOOOOOO!' And then he rummaged in the cupboard for his shoes and tried frantically to put them on, wailing, 'I come too!' I nearly didn't go.
3. On the way home we passed a van. An
Amari plastics van. Only, of course, I didn't read it as 'Amari'. No. I nearly gave myself a whiplash.
4. Read this month's
Calcio Italia in the car. Mmmmmm, Tiago Mendes.
5. DH came up, and Mum and Dad pretended they knew what they were talking about. Although I nearly choked on my Martini when Mum started talking about, 'those people that write stories continuing the books themselves'. WTF MY MUM TALKING ABOUT FANFIC? *dies*
6. WTFLJ? Not a-frigging-
gain? *sighs* I go away for a couple of days and it starts eating itself again. I wonder how long we'll have to wait for an official word this time?
Also, the last time I went to Mum's, this happened. Maybe I shouldn't have gone!7. There is no seven.
8. Flist has been caught up with, but not commented on much. Sorry. I'll be about sporadically the next few days, until Mum goes home.
9. That will be all.
10. Thank you and goodnight.