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Sep. 20th, 2010 04:34 pmThings from a flying visit to York:
standing on Clifford's Tower in the rain watching a skein of geese fly below
a large thump and sheets of sparks as the corner of a trailer hit the road after its wheel fell off (luckily it had just turned off the main road so nobody hit anything)
"ah, 'crispy shredded pork in sweet vinegar' is swanky talk for sweet and sour? I wouldn't have guessed, but yum nevertheless." [1]
Lakeland, you have failed me. Woe.
I really must pull my finger out and find a nice font for text icons. "They do NOT get on. Until chapter seven" is crying out for it.
How many men can you give a really bad bodice-ripper to and they thank you and promise to critique it on Twitter? (The hero was an evil twin. Well, not evil, but his rotten foster brother was making him be an enforcer for rotten Prince John, see, and he was a foundling with an amulet so he must be of noble blood, see, and it turns out he was abandoned because his father believed that a woman only has twins if she's cheated on her husband, see...)
[1] I was expecting maybe something like pulled pork only deep-fried, with a thin sauce like the black vinegar dipping sauce for dumplings. If you were wondering "Well what on earth else might they mean by 'sweet vinegar' anyway?", which you probably weren't.
standing on Clifford's Tower in the rain watching a skein of geese fly below
a large thump and sheets of sparks as the corner of a trailer hit the road after its wheel fell off (luckily it had just turned off the main road so nobody hit anything)
"ah, 'crispy shredded pork in sweet vinegar' is swanky talk for sweet and sour? I wouldn't have guessed, but yum nevertheless." [1]
Lakeland, you have failed me. Woe.
I really must pull my finger out and find a nice font for text icons. "They do NOT get on. Until chapter seven" is crying out for it.
How many men can you give a really bad bodice-ripper to and they thank you and promise to critique it on Twitter? (The hero was an evil twin. Well, not evil, but his rotten foster brother was making him be an enforcer for rotten Prince John, see, and he was a foundling with an amulet so he must be of noble blood, see, and it turns out he was abandoned because his father believed that a woman only has twins if she's cheated on her husband, see...)
[1] I was expecting maybe something like pulled pork only deep-fried, with a thin sauce like the black vinegar dipping sauce for dumplings. If you were wondering "Well what on earth else might they mean by 'sweet vinegar' anyway?", which you probably weren't.
