I'm sorry to hear about your grandfather. Prayers and best hopes for him. And I hope your music and photos can be recovered.
I'm glad to hear of the interesting play and the other pleasant things. And *word* to the wishes expressed in your LJ-less friend's card.
I certainly hope nobody pursues you with forks, with or without hope, and I hope that if anyone does there's somebody closer who's able to pursue them with larger and sharper forks, or possibly with stout sticks and cutlasses. If nobody nearer is available, you have only to summon me.
I remember a line something like "pursued him with forks and with hope" from a book in my childhood, and nothing else about it other than a vague sense of Victorian or Edwardian-esque illustrations in pen-and-ink with perhaps some pastel. Was it about a mouse? Or am I conflating two or more books?
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And I hope your music and photos can be recovered.
I'm glad to hear of the interesting play and the other pleasant things. And *word* to the wishes expressed in your LJ-less friend's card.
I certainly hope nobody pursues you with forks, with or without hope, and I hope that if anyone does there's somebody closer who's able to pursue them with larger and sharper forks, or possibly with stout sticks and cutlasses. If nobody nearer is available, you have only to summon me.
I remember a line something like "pursued him with forks and with hope" from a book in my childhood, and nothing else about it other than a vague sense of Victorian or Edwardian-esque illustrations in pen-and-ink with perhaps some pastel. Was it about a mouse? Or am I conflating two or more books?