Horror in Hay: the Prequel

[dotinthesky]

I've bought a fresh box of strawberries for the office. It's my way of making up for the cherries.

The cashier in Sainsbury's couldn't believe I was buying two salmon steaks for £5.99.

I'm wearing a light brown t-shirt with this design. My brother made it. Check out some of his other t-shirts: chegadesaudade.

I'm seeing Margaret Atwood this weekend. Plus some other writers. It's all going down at the Hay Festival, "the Glastonbury Woodstock of the mind", according to Bill Clinton. I'll be travelling there tomorrow after work with Mr & Ms Muffin, as well as Kevin. We'll be staying at the Baskerville Arms Hotel. There's a castle nearby, and over 40 bookshops in the village. There is also a serial killer on the loose, who will execute us one by one in horrible fashion, until Ms Muffin is left all alone to struggle against him on the highest tower of the castle. And, eventhough he'll fall from the tower and appear to die from the gate's spears traversing his body, I suspect his eyes will open just before the credits roll up.


Hay-on-Wye Castle

Comments

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

it's weird when they're like that, isn't it? the flesh is almost...too plump around the seeds.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

These ones glistened as if they were wrapped in plastic.

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

glistened...lovely word! were they limned, as if perhaps from an inner light?

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

More like they had been coated with something plasticky? But they did taste great.

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

I was just trying to find another lovely light-related word.

dude, how odd...I haven't thought of Desmond Dekker in years. Yesterday I started trying to find a copy of Hippopotamus and now I read he's dead.

[commonpeople.livejournal.com]

RIP Desmond.

[desayuno-ingles.livejournal.com]

indeed.