Hurray! Contact! Lyull's coming to lunch on the 8th. This is excellent, because obnoxious flatmate will probably be at work. Even if he's not, I can get rid of the both of them more easily than I could have done in the evening.
Carefully chosen subject of invitation postcard (our mutually favourite painter) was noticed, so brownie points to me! Now have to work out what to feed him...
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Doubt that Ophelia had an attic, although that wouldn't be out of keeping with Hamlet and the general theme of depression. I'm assuming that won't be the tone of this blog, however. Unless things go horribly wrong...
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