Tuesday's child

Hello everybody! Still a bit bleary from the weekend, spent in the kind of weather you can see on the pic below - awful shot, I know, but I did have very little time and only 30 Euros worth of cheapo camera at my disposal. Anyway, I was invited to this massive party Saturday night. C and I should have both gone, but she became sort-of-ill just Friday night and decided to stay home. More on the party itself as soon as I have some pics available - for now, suffice to say that I got about two hours of sleep and had more fun than I've had on stage for a loooong time... Oh, and the party location was at the absolute back of beyond - literally down the end of a steep and snowy ravine, in an old converted mill of such spooky, ages-old charm that I wouldn't have batted an eyelash if the furniture had come alive or one of the boars heads on the wall had started talking at some point. What a place for a shindig! Awesome. It was rise and shine early next morning in order to be with good friend and universal good guy Joe for lunch. His whole family was there, too, which made me feel a bit embarrassed but kind of privileged at the same time. I'm still beating myself up now for not having taken pictures both of the drive to his house and of the view from their balcony, which has to be on a par with vistas in places like St. Moritz or the Lake District. There was over four foot of snow in some of the places my drive took me through - entirely surreal for an area that hasn't seen much snow in recent years at all (though they used to have it all the time decades ago). Not to mention awe-strikingly, drivel-inducingly beautiful, of course... Had to head home pretty soon after lunch - yet another epic drive through sugar-coated Disney movie backdrops. As for this week, I'm going to be working away happily at my paper, with another bumper weekend coming up Friday (as most weekends tend to do - start on a Friday, I mean). Seeya!