As you may have guessed, my internet access is, at best, sporadic. I've just been staying at my friends Sophie & Dan's while they've been on holiday* and they don't have wireless broadband (the heathens!) and I swear to God** I felt like I'd been cut off from the whole universe. Which, in a sense, I suppose I was.
Anyway, enough of this nonsense. Tonight is, as you will no doubt be aware, a momentous and long-awaited occasion. HP7: the saga comes to a close. At once both incredibly exciting and incredibly sad. I shall be collecting my copy at midnight and reading through the night, each turn of the page an intrepid journey into the unknown. I shall race to finish it, heart in mouth and hands all a-tremble, and cry when I do; of that I have no doubt. Then I'll turn to page 1 and begin again.
I shan't post any spoilers, rest assured.
*I seem to have given up on bed rating, because I keep forgetting to take pictures: sorry
**a.k.a. Silas the Hobbit
2 comments:
I haven't started it yet though it arrived this morning (the postman handed it over saying "Harry POtter" - I guess he'd got a few in his bag!). Cameron has read the last few pages but is keeping schtum under pain of death.
How could he do that?!?!?!?! How could he?
You married a mentaller.
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