I spent my day having tea and cake with an auntie and getting all the news. It feels like a different world up there. On the one hand I adore my aunt and think it's a damned shame she's surrounded by crazy people. On the other, when I try to tell Eor the basic outline of who's not talking to who and why it sounds like invented drama. On the third, I think I could write probably write a novel series off it all. I should probably just change the names and go for it.