jaeleslie

Arrived home yesterday evening, rather later than planned, by only an hour really in spite of two hours sitting in the plane at Heathrow while they decided whether to replace some crucial circuit in the left wing fuel thingy, or put us in another plane entirely, and as it turned out just sent us on our way. Meanwhile it started raining, and I had a nap. It never rains while I am in Britain. What never? Hardly ever!

But I took lots of notes while I was there. Where shall I start? the museum crawl? the fans? the british telly? the novacon? how shall I ever keep up with the everflowing stream? rather tempted to start in again with my 3000 words a day as though it were a novel and not Just a LiveJournal.

Hey, I'm not wiped out. The new regime of sufficient medication must be working.