incandescens | on ferme!

The weather continues gorgeous. People walking around in tshirts without even wearing shirts or coats over them today. No, this is not normal for England in April.

Sadly (to me, at least) Asmodee has finally closed down the INS/MV line. I'm not sure exactly when they did it, as I haven't checked their site for a while. I have now ordered the last book that they produced, though. Title is On ferme! (translation: We're closing!) and here's the front cover. Apparently it gives notes on the final destinies of all the AAs and DPs, so I'll pass on the thrilling details to interested parties once I have it.

Watched Doctor Who tonight. No, the football did not overrun.

A nice solid piece of work. Not the romp of last week, but a perfectly good piece that'll hold up to past Who, even though it probably isn't the highlight of the season. I did enjoy the cross-sections that we saw in the Doctor's travels.

Also very much enjoyed the Doctor's realisation that he'd been showing off, his earlier boasting about Gallifrey, and his final sitting down and talking to Martha about it after she refused to be given the fast-talk or the drop-the-subject.

Martha wouldn't have suited with the Ninth Doctor as well. He needed someone uncomplicated and ~~not very bright, if good-hearted~~ cheerful and emotionally straightforward to get over the first hump of depression. Now he needs someone intelligent and mature to help him get through the Denial bit of it all. Which he's got. Excellent.

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Cologne

In Kohln, a town of monks and bones,
And pavements fang'd with murderous stones
And rags, and hags, and hideous wenches;
I counted two and seventy stenches,
All well defined, and several stinks!
Ye Nymphs that reign o'er sewers and sinks,
The river Rhine, it is well known,
Doth wash your city of Cologne;
But tell me, Nymphs, what power divine
Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?

-- Samuel Taylor Coleridge