Happy hump day

Where in God's name do the weeks go? It is not supposed to be Wednesday at the end of April... it is supposed to be a Monday night in, say, January! Except for the fact that that would mean a repeat of Quantitative Statistics. Which am personally in no mood to do.

Yesterday, went to Llandaff Rotary lunch (for maybe first time this year? not sure.). Gave moral support to Hiroko, who did her talk. Lord Lieutenant Norman Lloyd Edwards was a special guest yesterday (so am so glad that did not talk yesterday as would have been terribly nervous in front of the Queen's representative. Did manage to greet him in generally un-stumbly way.). Then, wore skirt to class, since went directly from Rotary, where was told by Katharine (or maybe that was Georgia today...) that my legs are whiter than hers.

Still playing with camera candle setting, as you can see. This is proof that Maurizio has indeed returned and is in generally good health. Although one beer is the limit for him at the moment. He is very distraught about this.

Hobbit Hole inhabitants went to the Funky Buddha Lounge last night. We moved tables three times, just to try out different seatings. Regular table --> tall table --> sofa and little puffy stools.

These are my housemates. Because Maurizio kept making Hiroko move, this is the best picture was able to get :)

Tonight, went on delightful outing with Archdeacon (and Llandaff Rotarian) John Lewis to St. Teilo's Church-in-Wales High School Speech Day and Prize Giving Ceremony. It was at St. German's Church, which is an amazing Oxford Movement period church, (designed by an architect named Bodley, I think. He considered this church to be his crowning achievement.) that is tucked away in Roath, where I would probably never have seen it had I not been expressly taken there! It has recently been renovated (over 1M!) and is just stunning. Fr. Roy has invited me to lunch with a small group when I visit there one Sunday soon! Is only 15-20 minute walk from my house, estimate. (at my pace. smirk.) Will take pictures then; was busy mingling and meeting interesting people tonight. And my hair actually stayed mostly curled. So impressed, I know you all are.

Dr. R. Brinley Jones gave an entertaining and inspiring address, which was undoubtedly inadequately appreciated by the students. He is President of The National Library of Wales. He arrived at a party once, where he was greeted by someone who said, "Oh, you must come and let me introduce you to the President of the National Library!" And he said, "I AM the President of the National Library." And they said, "Oh, it doesn't matter, come and meet him anyway."

And may I mention (again) that MySpace is just riddled with spyware and annoying things. Heaps of rotten eggs on you villainous people who got me on there, as am forced to run AdAware 3 times a day now. And yet it is so addictive... must have more friends...