Just diving in
Mar. 24th, 2026 11:19 pmLet's talk fannish 50 and this time it's all about the last episode of The Amazing Digital Circus.
( hjsakldfhl, and yes there will be spoilers )
~~Angel Episode #15: "The Prodigal"~~

















The kids are watching an episode of SpongeBob where he's failing to write an essay. It is, frankly, stressing me the fuck out.
~~Shadow ~~
We are having an issue with our feeds and are hoping to fix it soon.












Okay, it was lovely to see the heron again on my walk today. I wonder if it had decided that the eco-pond, with its shoals of Invasive Predatory Goldfish which people have dumped in it to the detriment of other life (frogs, newts, dragonflies) is a delicious all-you-can-eat buffet.
Assuming it is the same heron and that the first did not just tell a friend.
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In more annoying news, today partner had a go at fixing my printer, which has been giving 'Paper Jam in Tray 1' error messages -
- and after doing pretty much the equivalent of open heart surgery on the thing, lo and behold, there was, entirely concealed from view, a page jammed in the works.
I depose that having to eviscerate a printer to discover this is something of a design fault?
Unfortunately, once the printer was put back together, it decided that the gate was open and it was not going to print anything.
Partner is going to have another go at it tomorrow, but I suspect that New Printer is in the future.
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Meanwhile, I copied my paper for tomorrow to a memory-stick and took it to partner's computer so that I could print it out there.
This was accomplished successfully.
Want to leave a Kudos?
Anyway.
Partner and I are in need of a solicitor for a fairly routine and non-urgent matter, so, looked up who it was we went to last time we had a routine life admin thing requiring the services of a legal professional.
(This was actually a bit more time-consuming than I anticipated, have I mentioned that archivists are really Not All That at keeping on top of their own papers? The cobbler's children syndrome.)
But, I found the name of the practice and looked them up on The Internetz and they are there, as having gone out of business some few years ago, on Companies House website.
And they are by no means the first solicitors I have had dealings with, though I think the ones in Kentish Town saw me through the purchase of First Flat and present dwelling and possibly various other legal matters, but are now no longer operating more or less adjacent to the Tube station.
I suppose that these days one should not anticipate that you have Old Mr Thing the attorney-at law and Young Mr Thing his son who keeps up the practice and Even Younger Mr Thing who is being brought on in the family tradition -
- and that these things come and go like everything else and they are no longer quite the repository of folk memory like in mystery novels.
Way back when I was starting out as a Wee Babby Archivist, I remember that a big thing of the day, practically A Crisis, was solicitors' records. As I was never actually employed in a repository where I had any direct dealings with the problem, I'm not sure whether this was due to practices going defunct, or just somebody going down into the cellar and realising that they still had all the papers from Jarndyce v Jarndyce back to its origins along with tons of other stuff. But anyway, there were Massive Amounts of Very Misc Material (quite surprising what turned up) which looking back I suspect had all sorts of issues around ownership to complicate matters even further.
(If anyone has recs for N London solicitors would be glad to hear of them.)
I belong to two Civil War reenactment groups. The Norfolke Trayned Bandes and Little Woodham.
The Norfolks have a strong connection to Bullace Farm and many of them spend a week there every year as volunteers. This year, the volunteers from LIttle Woodham are visiting the farm for a day.
I really really want to be there, but it's a three hour trip on a mini bus, and three hours back again. And I'm paranoid about long journeys. I've had three really bad (lasting more than two months) of sciatica in the last few years, and two of them were triggered by long journeys.
If you've ever had sciatica, you'll know just how painful it is. If you haven't, all I can tell you is that it's the most painful health condition I've had in my life and it can leave you pretty much immobilised for the duration.
The last bad attack was triggered by a long train journey. I chose train rather than car, as I knew I'd be able to get up and walk round at intervals, but sadly, even that and doing tai chi at stations when there were changes, wasn't enough.
By the time I got home I was in agony. My husband picked me up at the station, and I didn't do any journeys after that for quite some time. Even the short distance to physio appointments had to be done lying on the back seat of the car. Sitting upright was't an option, even for five minutes.
Over the next couple of months, I worked my way through three different physios who all agreed that I needed an operation (to be fair, my original bout of sciatica a few years before HAD needed an operation), until, finally, Manfred came back to England (he has an elderly parent in the Netherlands). I walked in with all my weight on my walking stick, and walked out without the stick.
Took a couple of weeks to finish off the job, but that man is a miracle worker. (He correctly identified the cause of my previous bout of sciatica, as well.)
Ah well, to cut a long story short, I shall not go to Bullace Farm, even though I madly want to.
If you want to know what the farm is like, watch Tales From the Green Valley.
It always surprises me that Boots isn't open until 9am. You would have thought that there'd be enough people wanting to pick up painkillers or similar on the way in to work.
Willow: Well, there were an uneven number of students, and you didn't show, so...
Buffy: (in shocked disbelief) I'm a single mother?
~~S2E12: Bad Eggs~~







