I'm back from a weekend away, feeling much more energised, and actually enthusiastic about writing again.
The trip down and back was fine, the hotel was gorgeous (on the shore of Lake Ullswater, I could see yachts sailing back and forth from my bed), the food was great (I've been so far beyond naughty it's not true) and the wedding wasn't so bad. I managed not to giggle too much during the christianity, snore through the hymns or commit any other breaches of good taste, made polite conversation and was even dragged onto the dance floor for the ceilidh. Photos of all of this will be available as soon as Dad FTPs them to me.
Mike, Hugh and I took some time out from the reception (held in a marquee tent in a large field) to go investigate the nearby river. It was fairly rock-filled, so we clambered downstream (encumbered, in my part, by the lack of any grip on my good shoes). We all managed to avoid a soaking as we leapt from rock to rock, although when it got too slippery I had to abandon the river itself and take for the safety of the bank. Things came to a head when Mike went to avoid a precipitious drop (from a 6-foot high rock to a nearby 5-footer, with a 3 foot jump in between) and Hugh told him that he was cheating. Inflamed by hugh's cutting words (and a fair few glasses of champagne) Mike leapt agross the gap, his feet hitting the rock perfectly before sliding on the sodden moss and sending him hurtling riverwards. Thankfully he managed to avoid cracking his skull, and settled for soaking his arse and his tie, before we all clambered back upstream again.
On return to sunny Edinburgh I enveloped Erin in my arms and was then swept off to meet J H Brennan. If you ever played the Grailquest books then you'll know who he is. And if you didn't play them then you didn't have a proper childhood. He was lovely, as was his wife, and they treated us to dinner (I'd already had a fantastic lunch at the lakeland hotel, so I skipped the starter, otherwise I'd have been doing a Mr Creosote), Then we caught a bus home and I caught up with my email. I'd like to say I missed you all, but I only actually missed 83.4% of you.
I'd also like to sy that there would be more writing incoming soon, but tomorrow Ed moves in and I've got to do Fringe stuff over the next few days too. I'll try to fit some LJ in somewhere tho.
Now, I believe I have 120 friends posts on my 'people' group (and at least 500 on my news filter). I must go see what you naughty, naughty people have been up to.