Splish splash...

Ah the joys of owning a flat.  The cold spell has sprung a leak somewhere Up Above, and there's a constant dripdripdrip down the wall - which needless to say, is great for the wall and the grumpy neighbour.  Can we say "oozing green mossy slime," kids?  Yes we can.  Luckily there's plenty of loot in the maintenance account, so two of us just declared ourselves quorate and it's time for scaffolding.  Yay building works.  :)

Also: Mapped Copplestone today, which is more sprawly and suburban than I remember.  Some new stuff, some parts we never explored.  OSM is still the fad of the moment.  It's a great excuse to poke up private drives -- except for the farmhouse down in Frosty Pocket, which was giving off such a thumping cthulhoid "I are doin evuls: go 'way!" vibe that I actually turned tail.  Bah!