June 16th, 2003

Photo - leaves

wanderings.

spent the day today with vickie (johnston, for those IRL who know me and her...) which was nice. i haven't seen her since... god, randomly running into her in town one night. so now i just need to play catch up with jen taylor and that'll be everyone. anyway, yes, 'twas nice. we discussed buffy season finale and i had to fill her in on a lot of trivia i didn't even know i knew ;) and also x-files and frasier and general other geekosity. and, of course, i related the entire sunset/littleshop/jeremy saga, all over again, this time with dramatic pauses and much vodka-induced giggling. always good. oh, and ended up somehow telling her the entire plot of "cradle" (which, after taking over my life for eleven sodding months, is now nearing completion) and realised i'd forgotten most of it :S

we had a pub lunch in the standing order (local wetherspoons), and wandered down to the river for a bit, got slightly lost when i didn't realise where we were, and then found ourselves again and sat in the park by the river for a bit.

then i dragged her off up uttoxeter old road and showed her the factory, and we wandered around the perimeter while i enthused about how utterly fantastic it would be as a house. the scary thing is, as i was wandering, i could picture it...

the gate could be situated off the path, since there's already half a fence there. the grounds'd need to be covered over and weeded and generally sorted out, but it could all be brick-paved. or maybe gravel. yeah. and the side near the gate (this'll really only make sense to naomi. one day i'll just have to take everyone on a day trip and bring measuring equipment... actually, i'll just come back with the digital camera and show everyone every possible angle. i know naomi has some photos, but i've forgotten what, exactly, she has.) could be the front door; it's divided into 3 panels and i can just see it - the middle one as a pair of double doors, glass on the other two panels... and then a huge ornate staircase leading to the upper level as soon as you enter, a la norma desmond...

and i'd have to leave the greenhouse windows in the roof, for my garret...

god. it would be utterly wonderful. i wonder how much the council want for it? i mean, it's not for let, it's not condemned (as far as i know) and it seems to only be a homeless people hidey-hole at the moment, so it's essentially sitting there doing nothing...

hm. it'd cost a bloody fortune to renovate. there's no glass, the inside seems to be entirely burnt out (floors included) and some of the brick work is crumbling... but it's big enough to be a small mansion and dammit, i want to live in it!

everyone! donate money to the factory fund!! we'll invite you to the factory-warming party and serve you champagne and caviar. (okay. maybe babycham and taramasalata...)