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They have reformatted the web interface for updating haven't they. Hmph.

I think my grumpy inner 5 year old has emerged. Whingy little thing, ain't she.

Yesterday was good: Z's work Christmas dinner was at a very nice italian restaurant with variable but generally quite nice food (the fish and the lemon gelati were really nice). After, went to the pub across the road (Boho) and giggled at the bad clothing that went with their 80s night. Very bad music, yet your toes tapped cause they did at least recognise it. At least ended with The Cure - Love Cats. Late night for a week night.

Hence a lazy start to this morning. Z was slightly late to work, or rather he will be working a little later this evening to make up for getting in later. Oh well. Very nice music on the morning radio. Good for ignoring the rest of the world to.

Afternoon: Not so good. At least it is drizzling. This place/continent needs a couple days of steady drizzle just slowly soaking in. Not enough to flood and wash everthing away, but a decent slow soak before it can evaporate off. I would of course have a load of laundry in the machine, but you get that.

The inner 5 year old appears to have escaped out and be grumpy with respect to not being able to find things. Mess mess mess everywhere and nothing where you remember it. Still haven't found a bunch of things. REALLY need bookshelves, a filing cabinet, a desk or two or three (computer, scribbling and calligraphy... and mabe a leatherworking corner...). Spaces rather than surfaces for putting things on including the growing rock collection. Basically it needs biting the bullet and spending a weekend cleaning and tidying and making bookshelves and putting things away - with the owner of the other half f the junk collection. Or at least part of the time over Christmas looting and sourcing and finding.

So, what is it about talking about the inner 5 year old that calms her down and placates her - with the assistance of a cinnamon lolly and Loreena McKennitt's Mask and Mirror album. She is much more fun to be around when giggling at raibows and belly buttons.

But, I am not certain I want her writing the job application... May keep her amused/restrained with flatfelling seams for a while.

Oh.

You know when you have been happily wombling along, doing whatever, when you suddenly look up, realise the time and there is the sinking "oh shit" feeling that you really have to do something fast.
Just looked at the Calendar, having finally printed out a small year one and A4 page December and January. Noted that we head off to CF at the end of January - just over 6 weeks away. We have lots of stuff - no worries... Then noted that CF is a day longer in garb than Festival. And that various garb bit the dust last Festival - not just burn holes from iron smelting.
So:
1 undertunic for me - down to 2 functional ones and the later period chemises really don't cut it with things.
2 oilskin hoods with wider than usual shoulder bits - possibly wool lined.
2 maroon diamond wool tunics. Gores are on, "just" need to sew sides, work out if Z's one needs front and back gores, and hem.
1 pair trousers for Z - linen ones keep giving out around the crotch, so light weight wool and jean style flat felled seams.
Bonus garments - 1/2-3/4 circle oilskin cloaks if have time/inclination/insanity.

So, six garments, six weeks. It is only averaging one a week, which would be fine appart from the sewing machine issue. evildrakey, we may need to pester you about using the double needle sewing machine and what sort of seams it does...

And we leave for Festival 7 weeks after we get back from CF. If the oilskin garments work well, may try and make more for sale at Festival... If I am gainfully employed by then, this is somewhat less likely.

So how is the CF garb front/event prep going across the seas?

* And in a fit of procrastination, about to send off SCAA membership form. Probably too late for cheaper CF entry - already booked and need to post cheque.