Rent a grouse

I am very cross with Dragon’s Cave. Two years plus I’ve been playing that game, and I look forward to the holidays because you get a special egg, and it’s the only time you can get that particular egg. This morning I bred a candy-striped one, and it was confiscated from me, and then the site told me I couldn’t have a Christmas egg either.

Upon enquiring at the site, it appears that – unlike EVERY SINGLE OTHER EGG on the site – you can only have two of each of the Christmas themed dragons. So you can never get a full set—and as I have one adult and one frozen hatchling of each type, I’m not allowed any more.

STUPID. To be frank, I’m (probably) going to burn my scroll tonight, it’s not the time sink that the Facebook games are, but after this stupidity (and of course the inevitable rudeness and wank that my innocent, baffled inquiry caused) I am pulling out.

The Silver Publishing Email.

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I bought just about all that we need for Boxing Day, might need some more veg by Saturday, but I can pick that up over the next day or so. Tesco’s was quite civilised, and not the madhouse of everyone scrabbling for the last pack of potatoes that I thought it would be.

In final news – I have the first twinges of arthritis(?) rheumatism(?) in the fingers of my right hand. This worries me, not on its own—hell, we are all getting older, but my half-sister developed MS, and when I suggested to the eye clinic last time I was there that my eye problems (and arrhythmia, and swollen legs) might be MS they said “well, there’s no real test for it, but we watch out for the next Event” (e.g. something else going wrong.) Hmm.

IN BETTER NEWS – HURRAH – Shortest Day today, so from now on the days get longer! Whee!