Fans are great, they really are. Seriously, they're the best. Even the young ones, especially the young ones, but when you get them together in a mob - like you'd find getting off the train at 9¾ - they are downright terrifying.

My ears are still ringing from hearing my name shrieked over and over.

Picked Owen up at the station yesterday. Still can't believe he's finished second year already--or that he's heading towards his teens. It feels weirder than when it was Bethan hitting her teens.

He and Bethan spent the night at mine because I'm taking them to the Caerphilly/Tutshill match today.

Ay! Another win for the Catapults!

¡Que interesante! Estamos volando juntos tan bien y realmente creo que tenemos una gran temporada en la tienda para nosotros.

Apparently, being a man in his twenties buying supplies to keep cats entertained is enough for female customers of The Magical Menagerie to talk to me... while the attention is flattering, I can't help but think they would be less attentive if they'd actually met said cats.