Had a week's break in Devon with my parents! It was very pleasant, but I don't have any particular shenanigans to report, so I'll just offer this picture of a chicken I met instead.




Holy shit, look at that chicken. It's the most magnificent bird I've ever seen. It looks like an alpaca.




Also, some cows who want to know what I'm doing on their turf.

Dartmoor reminds me a lot of Final Fantasy XV, actually: the wild, rocky landscape; the broad roads winding straight through it.

In Torquay, I recalled that I'd been there as a young child, and my cousin had tried to teach me how to play Cluedo (Clue in the US). I'd refused, because the idea of a board game about murder seemed scary to me.

I mentioned this to my mother.

Riona: I just went, 'Murder? No, thank you.'
Mum: Yes, well, you're rather a fan now, aren't you?

I hadn't realised my mum was so aware of my fondness for murder. (Strictly in a fictional context, I should clarify.)


Every time I rewatch timeless masterpiece High School Musical, I'm surprised by how much I still love it. Troy and Gabriella are genuinely cute. Chad carries a basketball literally everywhere and it's great. So many of the songs are a delight to belt out. NO NO NO NO (NO NO NO), STICK TO THE STUFF YOU KNOWWWWW

(My attempt to render the chorus of 'Stick to the Status Quo' ('No no no no (no no no), stick to the stuff you know! If you want to be cool, follow one simple rule: don't mess with the flow, no, no') in fridge poetry:

no no no
be with what you have learnt
if you want to be jazzy say yes tyrant
do not meddle in the river)

Also, I'm constantly astounded and delighted that they got an entire film out of the question 'is it possible to like basketball... BUT ALSO SINGING?'

We were introducing the film to Rei's girlfriend.

Rei's Girlfriend: I can see how someone might like High School Musical ironically.
Former Housemate C: I don't think Riona's ever liked anything ironically.