Marty

Hey, Albert! Being retired, I don't actually mind Mondays. But I don't like wet and miserable Mondays, Like this one is turning out to be...

Ten chapters or so back we learned that Jeff's last relationship ended somewhat disastrously. His partner (Karl, if I remember correctly) was a year above him in the same college. I'm wondering if this is what's stopping Jeff from directly asking Simon for the date @Danners mentions below: My gut feeling is that Jeff is interested but feels that, should he ask Simon out, he might just be taking advantage of him for the few months that they would still be at college together. Also remember that Simon's already told the others that he doesn't know if he wants a boyfriend just yet... We know Simon's interested in Jeff. The problem is that he's had no previous real-life experience in the dating game. He met Max through a dating app. He's only 16 and his only other experience of dating didn't go well at all. And Jeff's only 17, remember. And they've really only known each other about 2 weeks. Two boys: the older perhaps worrying the about taking advantage of the younger; the younger maybe feeling the older is simply out of his league. Will their hesitancy prevent them getting together? Will one of them finally say something? Will they, won't they? Who knows? Well I don't know, anyway. I suppose we could try asking the author, but he keeps telling us this is a no-spoiler-zone as far as his comments are concerned, so that wouldn't likely do us any good. Oh! Before I forget... Are the gang ever going to go to Hades? And what about the planned trip to the Valeside LGBT youth group?

Ná h'abair é! (De rien!) (Don't mention it!)

Well, just in case I get sidetracked tomorrow, I reckon I should take this opportunity to wish you a happy International Women's Day a day early....

Hey, young man. All well with you?

Of course the other side to that saying is... Fools never differ.

You beat me to it, Albert!

Caturday? I've heard of dog days, but are there cat days as well? Oh! Hi,right back at you!

Fingers crossed all goes well, B.

Hi, guys. Sorry, got distracted. And bye, guys. Nigh on 1:00 am... Time for my beauty sleep.

Well done!

And here's why you need ice with Baileys (an advert from the 1990s)

But she needs the ice to put in her Baileys Irish Cream!!

It's ten past midnight here. Think I'll have a cup of cocoa and then head to bed....

Hi, Page!

For dinner tonight I made myself beans and scrambled eggs on toast, followed by a home made fruit salad. (No added sugar baked beans, free-range eggs, and home made wholemeal bread.)

Greetings, young Albert

We had a beautiful day here. Continuous sunshine and no wind whatsoever. Hopefully there's more days like this to come. I spent most of the afternoon continuing to tidy the new garden, and have really made a dent in the briars and brambles. I reckon one more session like today should finish that job. Then it'll be a case of getting the strimmer out to clear all the other weeds. I'll need to use the blade the first time, as the remaining short shoots of the briars and brambles would probably just ruin the cord if I were to use that. Actually, I doubt the cord would even work for the first cut. Think I'll go and prepare dinner. Maybe getting away from the screen for a while will help get the image of a lactating clochette out of my head...

As soon as I saw the shirt, I thought to myself "Duglas is going to have something to say about that." And I wasn't proven wrong...

Some fascinating answers from the five authors concerned.

Some nice thoughts from @Headstall in the latest Ask an Author blog entry, where five different GA authors answer the question "Are there themes that can’t seem to let you go? Ideas that you never seem to tire of exploring?" Well said, my friend!

Just don't let the hairdresser cut too much off. Or it may be a case of cold head...

I'm considering a tip to the barbershop as well. Not been for a long time, and it's got to the stage where I have to tie my hair back. Seriously considering getting it cut back.

How's things, Page?