Things fall apart, it's scientific

Well, that ended the evening with a bang. A large chunk of my kitchen ceiling just collapsed, showering the kitchen with large, heavy lumps of plaster. Thankfully, nobody was below it at the time.

I've done the basic tidying up now, and I'll think about recovery plans tomorrow. Right now, I need sleep.

"It could at least have waited until after Robot Wars" - sartori666

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I'm increasingly convinced that someday very soon the only goths in the world without a livejournal will be sushidog, Edvamp, T.Y.A. and Dishmop (although the Batmop might end up with one). Everyone else seems to be here, after all... :-)

In further small world weirdness, within the last 24 hours I've met Dimitri (and new gf, whose name I've promptly forgotten), Ian Lyons, Blades and (tall) Paul Davies wandering 'round the streets of Coventry. Bizarre. Now all I need is my yearly random encounters with Matt T, Russ and Eliot, then I'll have completed the set. :)

Kitchen sort-of repaired (plaster removed, at least) - now I need to check if/how I can claim it on the house insuranc