Two birthdays (and one funeral)

I apologise for the morbid subject line. I just couldn't resist. Yes, yes, I'm ashamed!

First things first:
( A happy belated birthday, Yueni! )

For another dose of wanderlust...


( A very happy birthday, Oshun! )

Can't offer a Finrod, but here, have a symbolic picture of blossoms through a broken window!

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The funeral (well, case of death), just to make up the title, is Margaret Thatcher's. No, I'm not a fan of her politics (as little as I know of them!). I still think that the people currently singing "Ding dong, the witch is dead" are assholes. (As my mother so aptly put it, "If she'd been male, would they have found a vicious song, too?") Oh well. Maybe I only care because I just proofread my brother's thesis ("British Educational Policies Under Margaret Thatcher") a couple of weeks ago. Now, it has become possibly the very last academic paper about The Iron Lady (TM) without a deathdate...

(I again apologise for hijacking your birthday post, yueni and heartofoshun.)