Word to your sunny Tuesdays. It seems that the weather has had a momentary mental lapse, and forgot to give England her usual dose of soggy weekend rain. And I think I speak for most of the country when I say that it's FUCKING BRILLIANT. I don't care if you are allegic to sunlight, what a beautiful weekend it has been.
Sadly I didn't manage to make it to a beach. I wandered as far as the beer fridge and the park and that was all, but I enjoyed myself immensely nonetheless. After all we have to make the most of it here; the bulbous clouds are already champing at their vaporous bits in precipatable anticipation. Don't blame them, they've got an average rainfall quota to fulfill.
Well apart from all the meteorological excitement this weekend, it's been a very productive one too. The website, thankfully, is on it's way at last, and in it's final stages once more. So hopefully, if the gods are with me, maybe, just maybe (hold breath) it may be up by the middle of July..... Maybe.
In other news, I finally stopped laughing after finding out what a falcon punch was (thank you Captain Falcon) and if there are any untimely pregnancies hereabouts you can rest assured I will end them in the appropriate manner. You can find all you want to know here:
http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Falcon_Punch
See also, 'How to falcon punch...'
And since you've all been so patient, I can now reveal (hold breath once more) that I am fully into the start of the next book in the chilly Emaneska trilogy, 'Pale Kings'. But alas I'm afraid I cannot reveal too much more, because you haven't read the first one. Just be happy in the knowledge that there's MORE.
Peace, suntans, and overpriced Magnums,
Ben
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