*accusing* a person only has to step out of the country a moment and all her friends will have a party.

julian has gone to church, leaving me in possession of his laptop and struggling with the blinds. i shall never have blinds in any future house, because i like fabric and anyway, what's the point if i can never get them to behave? try to raise them and they come down completely. also: strangulation hazard, says the warning attached to his blinds.

and here he comes in and gives the cursed things a yank and they stay up.

most of our time here has been spent basking like contented lizards in the sun and contemplating strange ships that come in to dock.

seagulls are plenty and so are oysters.