Retribution!

[nineveh_uk]

He rose; and in his garden
Walked by the moon alone.
A nightingale, hidden in a Cyprus tree,
Jargoned on and on.

Alas! I rose, in pursuit of my second helping of strawberries and cream, and pulled a muscle in my upper back, as a result of which I am in agony. Sporadic agony, but still agony. Thus am I paid for my greed.* Still, it didn’t stop me going on to garden party number three, which had excellent wine, Lebanese nibbles, and gently pissed academics kissing arrivals in continental greeting. Fortunately, diclofenac does not clash with alcohol. Roll on Friday.

*And practicality. Eat anything significant at 5pm and you’re spoiling tea, so you might as well eat enough not to need a meal at all rather than have to come up with half a one.

Comments

[wellinghall.livejournal.com]

Ooh, should mention we will be in Oxford over the weekend (mid morning Saturday to early morning Monday), if you want to meet up and your back should permit it. The only difficulty from our side is that our schedule is somewhat chaotic, but we will be doing the current exhibitions at both the Bod and the Ashmolean.

[nineveh-uk.livejournal.com]

My back is a bit annoying, but not incapacitating. It would be very nice to meet up if you could manage it - I don't have much on over the weekend, so if some point would suit you, let me know. I am going to the Ashmolean exhibition later, but haven't made it to the Bod one, so we might coincide.