Dusty Queen comes to town.

We've spent a good proportion of the last ten and a half months eating delicious food made by Magan Mackey. Seriously, this girl can cook. On Saturday night she served up a gourmet meal for Jill, Damian, Danielle, Craig, Julie, Graham and myself, which we devoured while Levon watched and gurgled a bit. I don't think I've had nicer Roast beef, EVER! And the potatoes, don't get me started on the potatoes!

The cool thing about hanging out over there is that they have no TV. It's all about sitting around a talking bollox. I can't recall exactly suggested it, but someone got the idea to make our own short film. Craig came up with the concept, Damian lit the set, Graham, Jill and Megan shot it, and we all had parts, Julie in the title role. It's an epic story of love, denial, lust, roast beef, coffee stout, peoples porno names, intrigue, and whipped cream that thinks its marmalade. Kubrik, on his best day, could not have topped this. I've only seen the rushes, but Jill will be editing it. Sundance here we come. Might post some stills in the coming days, we'll see.

So it's Thanksgiving today, and it feels like a Sunday. Having worked one day in the last 6 weeks, I'm not really that excited about having today off. Me and Jill find ourselves talking about our return home a lot, about work and other stuff. Sometimes I look at the kind of life we both could have here and I think we're insane for leaving, especially as we've such a great circle of friends here. We've both been told by employers that if we want to stay, they would write the required letters to the required people. Are we nuts? The last few days have been pretty autumnal and you can sniff the oncoming winter in the air. They drained the pool last week (sigh!).

Go White Sox!

I've added a link to The Red Lad in the mates section of the index. The Red Lad is Alan Moran, known him for years and he's been doing this blog thing for ages, I've just kept forgetting to add the link. He lives in Madrid and writes really well. Go check it out.