Had a fab evening with the Codebreakers. They said I was to 'sing for my supper', so I read Gilt to them (the short story that won the Fish-Knife award). They seemed to like it, although they couldn't fathom why I bothered to translate latin words, or explain things like grisaille or de casibus - they couldn't imagine anyone not knowing such things. On behalf of the rest of the known world, I tried to set the record straight.Stunning day today - I'm hoping the weather holds for the folks arriving tomorrow. Which reminds me, I should probably go and clean something...
No comments:
Post a Comment