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Tennyson's Poems and Plays... and stuff

So, needing to consult Tennyson (we live in strange days indeed, when the ravens need to look up lawn tennis-son), I found the usual abandoned ersatz bookmarks:
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Irritating notepad: only worked with pencil or metallic pens. Not a user-friendly thing to invite messages on your college room door.
Also, an empty envelope, the handwriting very distinctive and eventually recognisable. I had to think hard about who had written to me from
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but I think I got it.
I got my poems and put the markers back.

Dead Cam Bounce?

So after tanking in the immediate aftermath (now that's a phrase--clichhggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggxðððwesw222222222edssssssssssssssssssssssssfr--I've never knowingly typed before)++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Try again! Interruption courtesy of Mr Socks (who can get eths out of a keyboard) possibly ended.

So after tanking in the immediate aftermath (now that's a phrase--cliché?--I've never knowingly typed before) the FTSE closed higher at the end of the week than it did at the beginning (6,021.09 to 6,138.69 [OMG: the volume of trading on Friday: 7,755,260,354] source: markets.ft.com/research//Tearsheets/PriceHistoryPopup?symbol=FTSE:FSI). Can't see it lasting. A long, possibly slow, decline after that dead Cam bounce.

Phony Brexit

So, we've gathered around the radio and listened to Mr Chamberlain's announcement and now we wait.
Whoops! Not quite. But it does feel a little like the phony war.
So maybe we should spend our time of respite hanging out our passports on the EU line.

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Désolé

I apologised to my 17-year old for the kicking her future's just been given. I extend that apology to all the young people who didn't get to vote and have to live longest with the consequences.

As for the old sods who voted for out... I'm not surprised, only disappointed.

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Science Cat is Scientific

I have similar experiences to this article with Mr Socks: http://gizmodo.com/your-cat-can-grasp-some-basic-laws-of-physics-1782125637.
When he's playing by knocking objects off shelves, tables and the piano, if you catch the falling object before it hits the ground, he waits. His ears are pricked and he sits there waiting for the noise of the object hitting the ground instead of going straight on to his next target.

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EU Referendum Link-y

I've not actively commented, posted, shared over the EU issue.

In part this is because as an ideological pro-European (yes, I really do want a Euro state (improved where it's not doing well) with greater regional autonomy beneath and to **** with the Westminster lot) it's not much point engaging in a debate: my position is as entrenched as the extremists on the other side; it's not in arguing the details, as they don't matter as much as the principal; it's not about the financial costs or benefits, as I'd be voting remain even if the UK were making a huge net contribution; it's an article of political faith.

In part, it's also because the virulent, vicious, mindless way in which the debate has gone or how it has been portrayed (Jo Cox' murder, I feel, might not have happened without the fanning of certain appalling extreme political fires). The two are hard to separate: if there is reasoned debate I've failed to see it--or it hasn't been given prominence through my sources of information.

I have a lot of sympathy for folk who are actively going on a social media hiatus for the duration. And I'm wishing that I'd got a postal vote so I could be done with it sooner.

But, in an attempt to participate in a sane way, I share this link: https://www.facebook.com/plugins/video.php?href=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.facebook.com%2FUniversityofLiverpool%2Fvideos%2F1293361974024537%2F

It comes courtesy of a fellow Ravelry user (yes, even on knitting forums the debate goes on).

And tomorrow I shall go to the Union Society to watch the debate organised by some of Looby Loo's fellow students (and that's another thing: my 17-year old who has no say on this and who will live with its consequences far longer than I will is so frustrated).

Then I shall continue to be terribly afraid. Sick to my stomach.

Edited to make link work.

Drools...

Everytime I go into the kitchen I fail my Sanity check against the smell of the slow-cooking gammon.

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Crooked Sixpence

Tuesday, when I attached the wasteland and reinstated a bit as garden, Sixpence was fine.

Wednesday, she had a slight limp. Laid one of her almost spherical dark brown eggs.

Yesterday, she was hopping miserably, so we took her to the vet (after I'd checked and found out we had no Metacam newer than an unused bottle for Mr Big from 2010). No visible damge to foot, possible slight dislocation of hip. Metacam (off licence) at a dose for a 2.5kg cat (no she's not that big) for five days and then... good grief, x-rays? anaesthesia?

Today, hopping, limping, and laid a weird pale, sandpapery-shelled egg. Which we can't eat 'cos of the Metacam.

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Eggs!

Today's haul:
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Having watched closely, I can now state pretty conclusively that the medium brown egg comes from the black and gold Tuppenny and the teeny dark brown comes from little miss Sixpence. The h-u-u-g-e plae egg is Miss Blue's.

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