Cautionary tales

Bloody Harry Potter.
Don't get me wrong, i loved the seventh book. i don't know if it was the long periods of staying awake to read it - i managed to stretch it over the weekend, but it sitting there not finished kept me awake for most of the saturday and then the need to keep going kept me up late on the sunday - but by the end i was totally drained, because it was so sad, also my room's quite dusty so most people would be a bit sniffy if they spent to long in there.
i have just finished a reread and there are a bunch of bits that are even sadder the second time round. but it was the events in the real world during my reading that were not good.
The thing is recently the sun has returned and so naturally i feel the need to get some colour. So i take the seventh book out into the garden to sit and read, it's very sunny and obviously i know that i need to be careful, so i decide only to read one chapter. But three or so chapters later i realise my lack of getting out of the sun has left me pretty crispy. So from that evening until several days later instead of my normal glow in the dark paleness i was glow in the dark pink across my chest and shoulders. Serious discomfort followed.
The pain has gone and my shoulders are now shedding skin - but it occurs to me that this could be extremely useful, through much gentle peeling i now have breast pockets like on a dress shirt, fantastic for carrying extra sun cream or gentle written reminders to be less of a tit in the future.

For those of you that dont know, i have now been moved. that is to say that my parents have moved and as i have yet to find an excuse to flee, i have been taken along like a wardrobe full of coats - though hopefully more useful during the unpacking.
We are now in a tiny TINY village just outside of lincolnshire, a pub, a bus stop and a post office that doesnt sell milk. it transpires that we really are rather closer to Newark (only place name in England which is and anagram of wanker). the claims of any posh lincolnyness really is on a par with the university of warwick and it's complete failure to realise it's actually in coventry.

that is pretty much all thats happening here, unpacking and dog sitting till my parents get back. i really should be doing more work - i have a dissertation that needs continuing - and there are jobs that i need to apply for/find.

anyway, enjoy the sun and for gods sake wear sun cream.