I am going to Oslo on Thursday night, which is very exciting, because I haven't been there for about a hundred years1. But before that I have to solve the problem of having no shoes that don't let in the rain or the cold or both, and buy new dancing shoes, and write about Schiehallion2, and sort out my Yuletide sign up3, and learn all the dances I'm calling tomorrow night, and so I am going stress stress stress rather than oooh.
1 4 and a bit, I think. 2 which was lovely, and worth getting up at quarter to 6 on a Saturday for. 3 oh the angst.