40th plans

I'm currently feeling a bit itchy, achey, glandy, bilious and ratty. The cold is rattling around at a low level and I'm about ready for it to go. I have woken up two nights running with a dreadful tickly cough which has forced me to get out of bed in the wee smalls to prevent any unneccesary discomfort for Nathan. 

That said, we just had the most delightful evening celebrating Philippa's birthday. What joy! Four lesbians, three bisexuals, two gay men, and a heterosexual. We glowed every colour of the equality rainbow! We sat around the big table in the conservatory eating curry and laughing hysterically whilst planning Moira and Philippa's joint 40th birthday party next year. It's very much at the brainstorming stage, but Philippa has written all the ideas which emerged today in a lovely book.  Thoughts so far include a beauty pageant, a hot tub, a midnight feast and a petting zoo featuring an actual Phoenix. You gotta aim high, but I guess the hope that the party might coincide with the rapture might be pushing it a bit! 

The rest of the day has been spent in something of a haze working on the Pepys Motet. Cas the rat still battles on, although he seems to have almost entirely lost the use of his back legs and is walking sideways like a crab as a result. I guess the next stage is to attach him to a little pair of wheels! Poor lad.