November 13th, 2009


Dodging the rattly buckets

I'm feeling kind of spiffy today in my lace-trimmed military style fitting jacket thing that I bought in Africa, and a short blue-and-green skirt. Colours! Spring!

I'm told the weather is going to crap out but currently it's lovely. Unlike two other days this week, I came prepared with stockings so the weather can do its worst and I'll still be warm. Nyah.

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Related - I read somewhere that a study was done comparing the donations from appeals for animal welfare vs women's refuges. I can't find it right now, but apparently animal welfare charities consistently get more money than domestic violence ones. Food for thought.

My weekend is shaping up to be all about sheep. Turns out I won't be stilting on Saturday night, since a) the only stilts with shoes that fit me require someone with larger legs to be firmly attached, b) it would not do the company's reputation any good to have me sprawling across the bonnet of someone's BMW due to not being fast enough on my.. er.. feet? spikes? amongst a crowd of potentially drunken revellers, and c) I'm shearing the next day and the pain from the aforementioned wobbly stilts would potentially make this harder. A good decision all round, I think.