Non sequiturs

Well, so, I should be dancing with fury about the electricity company again, but in fact I just can't be arsed any more. I have rung them and been very very polite and got lots of apologies (this would be nicer if it weren't about the fourth time they've apologised and yet screwed up again. Useless gits.)

It's still raining, which is good for the garden and all that. Plus, chilly, or to put it another way, not all nasty and hot. Grey depressing wetness FTW?

I still love Always Coming Home- I can't read it too often because I'd just know it by heart. But really, at no point while she was putting this amazing society together did she think. "Hmmm. Strong prejudice against having more than two children (even including that if you marry someone with two kids, you can't have any) + high infant mortality + quite a few gay people, celibate people and hermits =/= a long-lasting society"? The Kesh are supposed to have been a stable society for centuries, all the while reproducing well below replacement rate? No, sorry, at some point third kids will start being welcome.
Cool place, though, the Na Valley. One of the few fictional utopianish settings that might be bearable to live in, if you could take all the poetry.

Brioche with warmed berries and cream, yumyumyum.