Things seen and done in life

I have started some blackberry gin ("Blackberries, meet gin; gin, meet blackberries. May I introduce you to some sugar?") I swear the brambles are getting more vicious as the season goes on. *counts scratches* 27- that's just the ones on my hands large enough to see as they're poised on the keys. Didn't get nettlestung, at least.
I went to the Saltaire Festival on Saturday- I didn't have long, but I've made a mental note to go for the day next year; it's huge. There was a music stage and jewellery stalls and an organic vegetable show and bag stalls and children's entertainment and an arts trail and jam stalls and a tombola and a funfair and second hand book stalls, and I missed the organ recital and the quiz and the model railway exhibition and the fashion show. Lunch shouldn't be a problem; there were bratwurst and meringues, deep-fried octopus and turkish delight, bigos and churros, baguettes, curry, noodles, crepes, salami... (What there wasn't was candied fruit.)
Anyway, it was fun. I then dashed into town to do vital shopping like socks, and had a bite, and went to see some comedy(  (you're surprised I'd do something out of character like that, aren't you?) )

I'd had a spare copy of The Eye of Argon kicking around, and I know Ince collects bad books, so I took it along in case I could catch him on the way out, having fangirled him before and knowing he didn't bite; so I did, hope he survives it. He recommended Lint to me, which is apparently a biography of a fictitious pulp author. It sounds good, I'll try and pick it up at some point.

Choir starts again tonight, so I'm just hangin' around and waitin' to go. I hope it's something decent.

Random linkage: Vic and Bob promoting Big Night Out on Jonathan Ross in 1991 by being completely adorable (especially Bob).