The Golden Neep IC

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Wigtown Wanderers (3-5-0 0.375) versus Falmouth Falcons (3-5-1 0.333)
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Play Started:2000-02-26 at The Lamb (Scottish National)
Snitch caught in : 4 hours, 34 minutes
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Wigtown Wanderers : 350
Falmouth Falcons : 250
Congratulations, Wigtown Wanderers
( And yet, all anyone talked about was the Montrose/Puddlemere match from Saturday... )

Who: Gabriela Oliveira da Silva McGonagall & Rafael Oliveira da Silva
What: Confronting her older brother about what she saw during the match.
When: After Puddlemere vs. Montrose
Where: A quiet corner.
Warnings: Much portuguese.

( em português: Yes, I had to write the dialogue out in Portuguese first. I'm weird. )

( Me and Merc? Well, we're planning to run off and form our own quidditch league. )

( owl post to all Magpies players & staff )

I'm not sure I've ever been to a match like that. It was extraordinary.

[Maddock]

Let me know when you might be up to a visit from the girls? They want to check up on you in person.

[Roger]

Can I ask you something?

[Merc]

Are you recovered yet?

[Ernie]

I've restocked my stores in case you need more supplies. I've also been looking into some alternatives.

I think the sun is shining today. Or I'm experiencing sudden bright vision problems. Either or.

[MICK]

I'm bored.

Like mother, like daughter: my eldest has discovered my crowning achievement in musical composition from my school days and is inventing new verses to the tune with no regard for meter or rhyme. Meanwhile, her brother is providing accompaniment on pots and pans with wooden spoon. So a proud musical legacy lives on, and Trevor and I get in some good practise at soundproofing charms for the study.

I will be humming it all week, I'm sure. My apologies to the Portree office. I should never have made it so catchy.

( Parkin-Miracles )

( Alec )

( Peggy )

Monte Cameron, that was the finest punch I've seen since Slugger O'Toole's Tuesday Tiki Bar. What did that diseased erumpent's rectum say to you?

Today I spent time reading some of the non-magical papers, doing research, and I came across a piece in the local press about World Book Day. I am thinking it may be something done either not at all or at a different time in other countries, because I attended an elementary school and we didn't do it there. But, during the week the children celebrate reading and books and knowledge, and on the 1st March dress up in costume as a character of their choice. There were pictures from celebrations last year, and goodness, it was both sweet and amusing. I think my favourite was a very little girl dressed as Red Riding Hood with her big brother, who was in his teens, as the Wolf. Definitely a photo to bring out at the party when they both come of age.

And speaking of brothers, mine has been selected to start in the Harriers' game against the Leipzig Leopards, so I am hoping to get over to Germany that weekend and do the big sister thing. It seems that the German teams are now suffering a spate of captaincy injuries also.

FOR AUCTION:
CAULDRON
THAT SPITS OUT ANYTHING YOU TRY TO PUT IN

• Gift it to your enemies!
  
• Begin your career as a DIY water feature creator!
  
• Use it for arm day!
  
• Scare your kneazle!
  
• Probably isn't cursed!

CURRENT BID: ʛ20

ALEC URQUHART:

What are you d

PRIVATE:

Who: Ellie MacFusty, Alasdair Maddock, Augustus Pye, & Jason King
What: Status update post skelegro overnight session, healers, not as cool as you thought vests, and an awesome muggle board game.
When: Monday, 26 February 2000
Where: St. Mungo’s Hospital
Warnings: We ridic. (But really, swearing. Talk of injuries.)

( So, Rock’em Sock’em? )