Kerewin, anyone?

[helenic]

I'm attempting to address the privacy problem through the use of ingenious homemade screens made out of bamboo canes and stretched cotton, which hopefully will cost me an afternoon and about £5 to make. I'm venturing into Leicester market tomorrow to see if I can find some cheap kingsize sheets with a vaguely aesthetically pleasing print. Ideally, of course, I would like either some Japanese paper screens or a Victorian ladies' dressing screen along the lines of this one, but alas I have neither £70 nor the means of collecting it from Shropshire.

Today I am wearing my blue scarf from Venice with the antique lace and am sipping chinese green tea. Have spent the evening mourning my lack of Cambridge friends into costume LARPing, Tolkein, Blackadder readthroughs or folk sessions. To console myself I got my father to play through a lot of our old favourites (such as Drowsy Maggie, Off to California and The Butterfly) with me on D whistle and him on mandolin, but it wasn't really the same. I am resolved to hie myself to Kings' and find myself some reformed goths with a penchant for escapism, damnit.

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[the-alchemist.livejournal.com]

Definitely 2 - I love the costumes, I love Miranda Richardson (partly narcissism since I can do a mean impression of her)* and I love Stephen Fry in big gold breasts. Mind you, I have a certain soft spot for Peter Cook as Richard III too.

[libellum.livejournal.com]

I do quite a good Queenie myself, but you can be her if I can be Bernard. Stephen Fry! Did you see that random new quiz show he was in the other week - "Quite Interesting"? Are there any Italian homosexuals in the audience? My dressing room number is 618...

The absolute unbeatable moment in Blackadder history is the Jumping Jews of Jerusalem. Sheer comic genius, I tells ya. Genius!