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When you have a book launch you celebrate. We were given a lovely bottle of champagne.

When you have a book launch on Pancake day, you have pancakes.

Warning: trying to make said pancakes after drinking said champagne does not result in perfect crepe-like pancakes.

At All.

But it does result in giggles.

The kids, of course, wanted pancakes for tea, which they got and I put the rest of the mixture in the fridge with the champagne - for later. Ah yes, magic words. Kids went to bed. I chatted to people online, had dinner, drank half the bottle of champagne (hey, I had to share it with e_w_h ) and then, at about 11pm we went... Mmmm pancakes...

Well, they were Mmmm.

In other news, if you're not sick of the "Me me me" yet (of course you're not. Don't even think such a thing!) there's an interview up on Amused Authors in which I whitter on talk about writing, inspiration, and why I write fantasy.

About em... emmm years ago... oh all right between 1989-1993 (I think, its a bit blurry) I went to university in Aberdeen.

Why Aberdeen? you may ask.

It was first in the UCCA handbook, I will answer and chortle in a knowing way with everyone else who went there at this time. It was a running joke. It probably still it.

Why Aberdeen? Celtic Civilisation Course - that was one thing. And the English degree I ended up doing which actually included (shock horror) Old English and Linguistics. I liked Scotland, that was another. I have no idea now. But I did have a lot of fun, which probably accounts for some of the blurry bits mentioned above.

Then there is this:



This is what Aberdonian Students got up to on a Saturday night. I was at this gig. I remember the fake standing stones clearly. Well, kind of clearly. And it was fantastic. The venue was the Lemon Tree and my friend Kirsty asked me did I want to go. Which as it turned out I did. But we didn't bring the hand puppet that night.

I have no idea if I am in that film. There are people in it  who look like me certainly, but they're blurry! So I can't tell. This would have been our final year I think.

This blast of nostalgia was brought to you by the fact I heard them on a radio show yesterday at lunchtime and oh how I squeed! Their rendition of The Bonny Lass o' Fyvie (or The Irish Dragoons) was the inspiration behind my short story The Bonny Lass O' Fyvie. So its kind of writing related. The wonderful thing about Scottish folk music, particularly Aberdonian folk music is the extremely high body count. As this one will attest. Also if there's any sort of romance in the song, expect it to end badly. Very badly.

This band is also well known for playing ACDC's Thunderstruck on the border pipes. How's that for innovation? There's film of it somewhere too. If anyone is interested, or even just morbidly curious, I'll dig it out. :) Yes, I think that qualifies as a threat. But hey! I'm not threatening the Celine Dion cover of Highway to Hell now, am I?

The lovely Jane from Texty Ladies interviewed me lately - Check it out here for more information on R.F. Long than you could ever really want to know... :)