nothing much about anything

Two of my favorite ways to drink tea:



Russian Caravan tea, brewed in a pot, served with full cream milk and leatherwood honey.




Orange Pekoe tea, pot or bag, with a dollop of condensed milk and a plate of Ginger Nut biscuits to dunk.


You can tell I've got a sweet tooth.


Amusing things I have found whilst skulking over the last few days:

-- Pavlov's Cat's series of occasional series. Say that a few times over.

-- TimT's Communist Furniture and other terrors.

-- Pretty much anything Lexicon Harlot does.

-- Ms Fits' theory that racists cannot spell, especially on Facebook.


Interesting things I have found whilst skulking:

-- A very good reproduced book about bookbinding, for anyone who wants to know how it's done, and for those who already know but wonder whether they're doing it correctly.

-- A forum of photocopier technicians who helped me track down a drum for the Book Studio's decrepit but beloved copier. Someone called "Mr Spock" told me what to do in a thinly veiled tone of sarcasm, but I was so grateful I hope I melted his wannabe Vulcan heart.


Between skulkings I have been wrangling my very late tax, preparing for the return of students next week, and sewing books. And sewing books. And doing tax. And doing tax. etc etc ad nauseum.

I am trying to photograph Mr Padge's curly recovering tail for you, but it's very tricky, because he is black. The tail will now always curl, and the hair growing back is mostly white, so he will be our ring-tailed possum.

Back to the tax. I hate numbers. So, so much.