So, i lectured again

and it was fun, though it was at the end of a long day, and everyone before me was so boring that i had to look good after all of it. wasnt particularly interesting on an absolute scale, as i said ‘um’ 1500 times and skipped about half of what i was going to say, but they – the few hardy survivors who’d either sword to see the day through or were being paid to see the day through – seemed pleased, so all was well. met lots of very nice people, including the father and the aunt of the Buchu, who reinforced my theory that she isnt intrinsically cool or anything, but just has it passed down genetically.