I am not firing on all four cylinders today. My usual ailments are mixed with the end of a head cold, and I am feeling mildly sorry for myself. On The Track should be finished today (if I can stay out of bed long enough) and the 2010 Yearbook is still on track to be published tomorrow or Tuesday.
Oll arrived back last night after a horrific journey compounded by a fire on a goods train at Bristol (sounds gloriously Perrinesque), and is busying himself with cleaning reptile tanks and tending to the animals (all of whom, with the exception of a solitary triops and an elderly female guppy) have survived what is euphemistically referred to as `the festive season` intact.
Various books are imminent: Daintree Diaries by Carl Portman, The Great Yokai Encyclopaedia by Richard Freeman, and the first of five volumes of Haunted Skies are hopefully gonna be around in the next few weeks. Weird Weekend tickets will be on sale in a week or so, and the Weird Weekend website will be updated.
So just keep your fingers crossed for the mystick power of an alchemical combination of lemsip and mirtazapine, and let's get on with it.
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