Private Message to Daphne Greengrass
Apr. 6th, 2013 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_ronHullo.
Sorry I couldn't talk when you tried calling. I got Mum cross with me the other night, because I didn't tell her what time I was leaving or when I'd be home. I mean, she'd said I could be out for the evening, but I guess she thought I'd tell her more. Or something. Mums are daft.
Not your mum, though. She was really nice to have me for supper. It was all... really nice.
And your house, it was nicer than any I've seen. I mean, not bigger, maybe, but extra nice. I never knew all that about colours. For the walls and draperies and all. Your mum seemed to really have a lot of thoughts about that. And how the furniture all goes together. I mean it was nice. I just never thought about that sort of thing before.
So the gallery... That was different. Are they always like that? Gallery shows?
Or is Damian Gladwell sort of... I dunno.
Only, I expected he painted pictures or made statues or summat. I mean to say, a load of colored spots all over a canvas isn't what I expected. Or that thing with all the coloured potion phials on shelves. What was that about? Did you hear that pair of witches talking about what the cut apart Graphorn signi- what it meant? I don't see how it means anything, really. I mean, it's just a dead thing cut down the middle with a good severing hex and popped in a glass box filled with some potion.
Anywiz, Mr Krumgold's performance was interesting. I'm glad we didn't have to try to do anything like that for the Revue!
I asked Mum if you could come visit us, and she said maybe tomorrow for supper. Do you think you could come? I hope so, because I don't think she's going to let us do anything else together until she meets you. I guess she wants to know if you're an all right sort!
You're lucky your mum doesn't worry so much. Mine goes completely mental worrying sometimes. And other times, she doesn't even notice what I do because she's worrying about the twins or Gin or one of the others.
Wish she weren't paying so much attention to me right now. Actually. Maybe I could get Gin to do something daft that would make Mum worry about her instead.
I wonder what you're doing tonight. Sleeping maybe, since it's gone late while I was writing this. Did you do anything interesting today?
Sorry I couldn't talk when you tried calling. I got Mum cross with me the other night, because I didn't tell her what time I was leaving or when I'd be home. I mean, she'd said I could be out for the evening, but I guess she thought I'd tell her more. Or something. Mums are daft.
Not your mum, though. She was really nice to have me for supper. It was all... really nice.
And your house, it was nicer than any I've seen. I mean, not bigger, maybe, but extra nice. I never knew all that about colours. For the walls and draperies and all. Your mum seemed to really have a lot of thoughts about that. And how the furniture all goes together. I mean it was nice. I just never thought about that sort of thing before.
So the gallery... That was different. Are they always like that? Gallery shows?
Or is Damian Gladwell sort of... I dunno.
Only, I expected he painted pictures or made statues or summat. I mean to say, a load of colored spots all over a canvas isn't what I expected. Or that thing with all the coloured potion phials on shelves. What was that about? Did you hear that pair of witches talking about what the cut apart Graphorn signi- what it meant? I don't see how it means anything, really. I mean, it's just a dead thing cut down the middle with a good severing hex and popped in a glass box filled with some potion.
Anywiz, Mr Krumgold's performance was interesting. I'm glad we didn't have to try to do anything like that for the Revue!
I asked Mum if you could come visit us, and she said maybe tomorrow for supper. Do you think you could come? I hope so, because I don't think she's going to let us do anything else together until she meets you. I guess she wants to know if you're an all right sort!
You're lucky your mum doesn't worry so much. Mine goes completely mental worrying sometimes. And other times, she doesn't even notice what I do because she's worrying about the twins or Gin or one of the others.
Wish she weren't paying so much attention to me right now. Actually. Maybe I could get Gin to do something daft that would make Mum worry about her instead.
I wonder what you're doing tonight. Sleeping maybe, since it's gone late while I was writing this. Did you do anything interesting today?
