International Antihomophobia Day

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Is today.

I remembered this song, which stirred up a lot of controversy when it came out in the 70's. Just substitute 'old' or 'black' or 'gay' for 'short'...

About to enter radio silence

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Life is...mad. (When isn't it?)

Mylodonettes (microdons?) all in the middle of/just finished important exams. The Uni two arriving back over next few days for Heineken Cup weekend. Then on Monday I start jury service. Highly unlikely I'll be reading or posting here until June (will be putting any LJ time into [info]charliecochrane's commitments).

Be good and don't let the ship fall overboard.

Mixed sporting weekend

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Boo - Sarries didn't win. Man City did. Kevin Na's pre shot rigmarole. Horrible crashes in F1 and Speedway.

Huzzay - Victories for Cornish Pirates and London Welsh. Call up for young Bairstow (I remember his dad playing!)

Scary - how much Bruno Senna looks like his uncle, when he's wearing shades.

Oh to have been a fly on the wall...

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Or a mouse under the table, at the Premiership Awards. How many of my favourite players must have been crammed into one place? List of winners and nominees here, although I can't pin down a video of that try of the year.

More of Nige telling people off

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As he proved so popular last time.

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My life, the sitcom

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Life chez Mylodon is always amusing - sometimes you'd think the ruddy thing was scripted.

Today the youngest mylodonette and I had our usual pre-leaving-for-the-school-bus trawl through newspaper and general chat. From Man Utd vs Man City via the heroic tendencies of Alan Titchmarsh and whether we like trailing fuschias, we got onto the subject of whether she would ever eat fish. Her response was that even if she did, she'd keep it a secret (as she'd get such stick over the u-turn). This led to a surreal conversation about hidden food and my dismay at finding secret stores of fish fingers hidden under the bed.

And the shame I'd feel when I turned out the copy of "Fishmongers' Weekly" from under the mattress...

Jonny's got his kicking boots on...

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and all's right with the world. Cracking Amlin semi-final last night, real end to end, nip and tuck stuff. Jonny was lining up a classic drop goal right through the last ten minutes. When it came it was both a corker and a match winner.

Just a couple of worrying things. There seems to be a barber crisis in France at present. Some totally naff haircuts on display (don't try to look like Joe Marler, boys, he does it much better.) And is there a razor blade shortage? Jonny looking distinctly stubbly, and Dimitri Szarzewski has grown a moustache. :(

Fly by "hello"

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Am coming up for air after five days of being more gaddy than a gadding thing. (Two whole days and an evening's training plus 2 Uni runs.) No chance of catching up, so if I missed anything important, do tell me.

Recent reading

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Books have been a bit of a mixed bag recently. Some little charity shop acquired gems, like E M Forster's 'Aspects of the Novel', which is great reading for any aspirant or established author. Some unexpectedly enjoyable treats like 'Master of Seacliff' and a couple of DNF/straight back to the library or in the charity bag stuff. Am getting too old to struggle on with books unless they're engaging.

Latest highly enjoyable read was 'Wingmen' by Ensan Case. Not the sort of book I usually read (set in WWII USA, mainly aboard aircraft carriers), it's a well written romance between two pilots - and a keeper. Presently re-reading 'Lover's Knot' by Donald Hardy, then am launching into the relaunched 'Sail Away' by Lee Rowan. If I can find time to read the things...