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I tried Jack Monroe's Peach and White Chocolate Traybake (as I happened to have a tin of peaches sitting in the cupboard), but it was a failure -- and while I know that prices have shifted around quite a bit in the last ten years, and chocolate in particular has gone up a lot, I really can't see how a recipe specifying three eggs and *eight ounces* of butter (not even margarine; she specifically says butter) can ever have been considered a 'budget recipe', let alone priced at 28p per portion if it only makes eight portions.Read more... )


"The Four of Us" has now shot up to 118 hits and 19 kudos on AO3, which is more in six days then any of the other five fics I posted in that fandom have achieved in up to nine months.
Chapter 3 of "Little Gentlemen" has received three page views... which is better than the nothing it got on the first day of upload, but probably about as many as it is likely to get in total!
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Having decided to rename Auguste-Philippe-Gérard du Chaligret de Fouilgieux to Henri-Auguste-Gérard in order to avoid an overlap with the familiar Raoul and Philippe of my "Phantom" storiesA Mad Hatter's name-party )

Class consciousness )

Viewing stats: Chapter 1 received a grand total of six views [edit: now eight!] in its first few days before getting stuck. invidious comparisons :-( )


Chapter 2 — A Fresh Start

Warm, well-fed and comfortable, Venya slept until long past daybreak, and woke to find himself sharing a bed with a small and wriggling body that was kicking him in its sleep. Venya kicked back, instinctively, with one of Big Dima’s favourite oaths, and sat up with a jolt in the realization that he was no longer in Dima’s cellar. Sun was streaming in through open shutters, boys’ voices echoed down the corridor outside the room and dogs were barking somewhere beyond the window, and it seemed his companion of the night was a curly-headed child some three or four years younger than himself, into whose bed he had evidently been put the evening before.

The two of them pummelled one another wordlessly for a moment, then broke off by unspoken common agreement, with honour satisfied on both sides. The little boy bestowed a beaming smile upon Venya, along with a hopeful enquiry in a language he could not understand at all. He did his best, haltingly, to explain.

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YouTube thinks that because I watch Russian-language documentaries about Soviet-era films I might be interested in eavesdropping on a right-wing ex-Army channel about how the real enemy is not the poor innocent Russians in the Ukraine, but the British government and the 'Islamic invasion' against whom super-surveillance and protective barriers are required on British streets. And I, of course, like all of the above, consider myself to be the reasonable, rational, self-evidently 'normal' one... )
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