quaker territory

Today: EDINBURGH. Well, mostly trains. Then Edinburgh. So far we have been dragging freakishly good weather around with us, so fingers crossed that this will magically hold true in the face of the weather predictions, which are for wind and rain.

Yesterday was a fantastic rest day. I didn't get to write nearly as much as I wanted (I have three fics and a poem all attempting to be written at once, and as I am usually sans computer I have instead a notebook full of terribly muddled snippets and dot points and scrawled sentences) but we DID watch the season finale of Merlin -- finally -- and we went to CADBURY WORLD which was a glorious and occasionally mindbreaking experience. We bought shameful amounts of chocolate, but in our defence it was VERY CHEAP even with the exchange rate (which is better than it was due to the sterling taking a dive) and there were all sorts of things that Cadbury doesn't export to Australia. We also watched the Royal Variety Performance on TV, which was fantastic: John Simm and John Barrowman and Jimmy Carr and Kerry Ellis and heaps of other great acts including a freakish 15-year-old street dancer and quite disproportionate amounts of crossdressers, this year.

So far we are on day 11 of our 55 day adventure.

Mel has already taken 666 photos.

This probably says at least three very profound things about us, one of which is that I will never ever ever escape my samael_diablo-playing roots.