I was hoping to play Ten Candles but the Chellington Centre doesn’t allow candles inside and it was raining so Radio Phil ran Dread inside instead. I rather liked it, it used jenga instead of dice for decisions and obviously if you knocked the tower over then that meant grave consequences for your character. This made the jenga even more tense than it usually gets although only one character died in the end! Turns out that under that kind of stress even I can play it!
People liked my cakes! Even the chilli and raspberry one got a Beautiful Lute seal of approval for the level of warming. And people who haven’t experienced my chocolate vegan cakes before were making impressed noises about how gooey and moist they were. The Fae Ref’s cake got its crumbing really good though so maybe I should give flax another go for egg replacements. It would stop the Girl with the Golden Hair from making faces despite enjoying my vegan chocolate cake.
I managed to get the same bed as last time I was here and messaged the Norwegian Mermaid to that effect, I make my own amusements.
As for everything else small things are full of sharp pains and sadness and the only way out, as ever, is through.