The New Statesman

The New Statesman, with Rik Mayall in title role, is coming to the Grand Opera House from the 15th to the 20th of May. Apparently, Alan B'stard has reinvented himself as a Blairite... There are still tickets left. I'm off to see it with ravenlas on Monday the 15th - does anyone fancy coming and joining us in Row D of the stalls?

And I also spotted such great events as Grumpy Old Women - Live, and Fimbles Live! and a whole heap of other events. ;-)

Dressmaking - 4 classes to go... I've tacked the bodice together; now I have to do an extra line of tacking for the boning, then next week I can have a fitting - it looks as though it needs taking in just a bit.

Book stuff - nowt done.

Tonight - visiting the new next-door neighbours.

The sun is shining!

The world is being nice to me today. *beam*

This morning, the lovely woman in the WHSmiths in the station gave me a copy of the original Ladykillers (supposed to be with the Daily Mail - don't tell or she'll get into trouble), and this lunchtime there's a big continental market on in Sheffield, from which I bought some very cool leather-bound blank books, and I got a discount *and* 3 packets of incense. Yay!

Oh, and I have an idea for a story: The Last Diner...