Bits and Bobs

So how many days into the summer vacation does it have to be before no court would convict you for putting your children in the garden for a passing hungry dragon to devour?

Joking.

Sort of :-)

One of my external hard drives kept switching off as we were watching Doctor Who (second in the library two-parter) so I panicked today and cleared off a lot of stuff and backed up the C drive; which took many hours and meant I couldn't do much else.

And I'm tagging with wesleysgirl again! We're co-writing a Jim/Blair first time fic for the Moonridge edition of the My Mongoose e-zine. So much fun. I'm Jim, she's Blair. I love co-writing and WG and I always match up so well when we do it :;snuggles her::

We went on a family walk in the woods yesterday. David took us on an extra loop of the trail and if it hadn't been for the fact that we were lost and needed him to guide us, Eleanor and I would've staged a rebellion as the mozzies began biting; I got three bites, hand, shoulder, arm, all in that extra bit of the walk :;broods::

I've discovered a remedy that really does seem to work; you don't scratch the bite, no, but you draw a fingernail over it HARD in the shape of a cross and then rub a dry bar of soap over it. Don't have a clue why the soap works but it does, but the fingernail digging in gives your brain a pain to deal with that takes precedence over the itch and once the momentary owie does down, no itch. Technically. I also downed a Claritin and slathered it with anti-bite but even so...