The Golden Neep IC

Who: Meaghan McCormack and Joy Willison
What: An international floo
When: Sometime in March *handwavey*
Where: Australia! And the Cattery.
Warnings: Some language, many feels.

( Prickly and genuine and... and something. Something that wasn't easy but was still somehow comfortable. )

[Cattery trio]

Sorry for flipping out of dinner, that owl was from home and there's--- my brother's not -- he had an accident at work and they don't know if--
Anyway, he's got three kids and one of them's just a baby and my sister is useless and his wife's not coping and

I have to go home.

[Pride staff]

I have to go back to Australia. I'm sorry, I know we have games, I'll try not to miss any more than one to be honest I don't know how long I'm going to be. There's been an accident and my brother

Anyway, I have to go. I have to go soon. I
I can go, right?
Uh, Gwen, I will do any press you want about this if it's tomorrow or if I can do it by owl?

I'm sorry.

[Pride players]

Guys, I am so sorry, there's a family emergency back home and I have to go and I don't know. I'll be back as soon as I can. Scrimmy, come over today or tomorrow and I'll show you how to make my discman play Tubthumper.

Who have I forgotten?
Fucking fuck, Roshan

Who: Sorry we never sent IC invites, basically practically everyone is invited since it's thrown by two Prides and a Magpie (medic).
What: Housewarming! Plus Christmas Hogmanay! Plus Joy's (super-belated) birthday!
When: 29 December, evening
Where: The Cattery, Paisley
Warnings: TBD

( A triple-purpose party! )

Who: Joy, Meaghan and Florrie
What: Acquiring a Christmas tree and finding excuses for a party
When: 6th December
Where: The Cattery! A tree farm!
Warnings: A bit wooden

( She glanced at the window, where if there were any poetry and justice in the world it would be snowing, but this was Scotland, not a fairytale, so it was just grey and miserable. )

Who: Joy Willison & Florinda McGonagall
What: Discussing move-in rules
When: Monday 8 November 1999 WAY BACKDATED
Where: Cafe in Paisley
Warnings: PG-rated girl talk

( ... if my sister-in-law makes cheese bread and I bring some home, it's mine ... )

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Wimbourne Wasps (3-2-0 0.600) versus The Pride of Portree (4-1-1 0.667)
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Play Started:1999-12-01 at Bodmin Moor
Snitch caught in : 3 hours, 46 minutes
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( Click Here to learn the fate of our heroes! )

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Montrose Magpies (3-0-0 1.000) versus The Pride of Portree (3-0-1 0.750)
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Play Started:1999-11-11 at The Lamb
Snitch caught in : 2 hours, 57 minutes
( the score and the winner are below the fold. You gotta click it, people... )

Who: Joy and Scrimmy
What: First attempt at finding somewhere proper for Joy to live
When: Saturday 28 October (backdated!)
Where: The property market (all over the place)
Warnings: Totally justified swearing and a gallery of weird real estate

( They'll try and get ye ta sell a hen on a rainy day! )

Man, after karaoke night and the whole not being able to invite people back to mine to party on I was raring to go on getting my own proper place, but I swear Scrim and I have looked at every rental in northern Scotland and every single one of them won't do. My needs are not ginormous! I just want room to turn around, a bathroom that doesn't look like I'd be dirtier after using it, and electricity so I can blast Madonna and Britney as necessary. Oh, and so I can get a television, because it turns out the blokes down the pub don't mind if you switch off the footy now and then but not actually every night. I am missing episodes, what if I never find out what Nick said to--

Anyway, I cannot find a place. Well, I did find one or two places that were maaaaybe not awful, but they were only for one. I am not really an only-for-one sort of girl. So... ugh. I dunno what I do next. Look further out, I guess? Edinburgh, Glasgow... London, even?

Oh, also, thanks to my wonderful Priders for that epic karaoke night. I can't remember if I said on the night but I had a blast, youse are the best. Let's do it again sometime, I wanna do Christina Aguilera.

Who: The Pride of Portree
What: League Match against Falmouth Falcons
When: 1999-10-25
Where: Rannoch Moor, Scotland
Warnings: Yapping

( MacDonald is a Bludger Magnet )

IC/OOC: TOP SECRET
Who: Pride players and staff
Where: Pride training grounds
What: Team Strategy session before the Falmouth match ... oh yeah, let's also meet the new guy
When: October 24, morning

( Let's shake things up )

Who: Ada Olivier and Alasdair Buchanan, and anyone invited
What: Housewarming and celebrating Alasdair's birthday!
When: Saturday 21st October, evening to late [backdated]
Where: A&A's house in Dunvegan, Skye
Warnings: none

( HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY! )

Who: The Magnificent Magpies
What: League Match against Ballycastle Bats
When: 1999-10-23
Where: Irish National Quidditch Stadium, Connemara
Warnings: Sundown

( Sundown you better take care/If I find you beenn creepin' 'round my back stairs )

Who: Pride players and staff
What: Muggle karaoke!
When: Evening of Friday 20th October
Where: The Windsor, Fenchurch, London

( Stand and deliver! )

( Warded to Pride players and staff - get your karaoke on )

Or rather, a rainbow lorikeet, carrying a flyer for (muggle) pub karaoke.

A hot pink post-it note has been stuck to the flyer, on which has been scrawled:

I thought Pride only. No musicians allowed. (Well, maybe Tor.) Runs every week. Doesn't have to be this Friday. But I don't want to do it without you there to talk shit about my song choices.
--Joy

Who: Joy Willison and Mel Yaxley
What: Joy needs help negotiating British wizarding bureaucracy; Mel bears a resemblance to a knight in shining armour.
When: 13th October
Where: London Central Owlery
Warnings: None

( I'm not a criminal. )

( Individual owls to Joy Willison, Sara Scrimgeour & David Urqhart )

[Cav and Gwen]

I have received six Howlers already today calling me variations of a slut, I need to go untraceable but I don't know how in this country, can someone help please?

Also can we find out if that story has made it to Australia because

[Private]

Idiot. You fucken boofhead MUPPET. You know how it fucking works with wanker musicians, think with your fucken head.

( HOT UNDER THE COLLAR SCOT! )