Happy Birthday, Noldo!

ressie_noldo is fifteen today; and many happy returns and various other wishes and the like go out to her. (And e-chocolate cake. My real chocolate cake is very good; I hope you like the slightly glowy, inedible variety. ^-^ Otherwise, I also make a mean spice cake with caramel frosting.) 

And my Sirius-fic is turning out to be Exceeding Ambitious and therefore Nowhere Near Being Finished, so your present will be late, and possibly not all in one piece, especially as the plaid!trenchcoat bit seems to be coming in as Remus' point of view and therefore not compatable with the rest of the story at all. And I need to do some research about British television in 1975. But I do have that drabble you had me write yonks ago that I never actually, um, put anywhere. Because I didn't finish the others. But here it is. 
  

( In which there is Sirius, Regulus, and a record player. )

In other news, I am currently on a frantic quest to find the one-volume of A.A. Milne's works (including all of the Pooh books and his poetry) that Mum says we have, and our apparently-still-intact copy of Dodie Smith's The Hundred and One Dalmatians (you know, the real, witty, very British one, in which there is actually decent pathos & such). Bedim you, boxes. Bedim and confound you, I say! (And yes. I'm on a children's-lit kick. I'm re-reading Peter Pan and I have some E.L. Konigsberg and Inkheart and The Hobbit waiting for me. I am also re-reading The Lord of the Rings *fangirly squee*, but that doesn't count.)