Exeterites! Or, at least, Exeterites plann- wait a minute, I can hear an ice cream truck outside!

Darnit, I don't have enough change in my wallet to get ice cream. And there's ice cream in the freezer that needs eating up regardless.

Anyway, Exeterites who're coming to Maelstrom (and Mister Pink), we need to work out how we're going to travel northwards to get to the coming game. Sadly, Mister Jake won't be present, and Leeroy is nowhere near large enough to carry everyone. Therefore, I am going to humbly propose that we hire a vehicle to take us to Maelfroth, but before I can hire something, I need to know - who is coming and who would be interested in hiring a car to get there?

Eris finally managed to tunnel a little bit upwards and got out of the run, which caused a frantic half hour of searching high and low (and down the street) until she was found, safe and sound, in the corner of our garden. After coaxing out with dandelion leaves and comedy chase scenes, she's back in her hutch and run, which has now been moved up on to the semi-overgrown patio part of the garden.

She seems fine. The panic attack I had has caused my heart to go freaking ballistic and my body to start burning up. Owie.