Squildish

Squildish is the language spoken by the Squilds of Squilden. It is a very fascinating, though rather complicated, language, and I think you should all take time to learn it. I believe Richard knows where you can attend classes. The Squilds have a rich and interesting culture, and their daily lives are generally busy and productive. Squilden is a land not too far away, but not all that near, and has a small population of approximately 20,000. In Squilden, every one knows each other's name. There is basically one small city, along with a couple of very tiny villages. Despite it's diminutive size, Squilden has an extremely strong economy and the quality of life is high for all. There is little poverty in Squilden, but few people are super-rich. Everyone is very comfortable.

Doesn't it sound like a delightful place to live? One day I think we should visit. They don't have an airport, but if you take a flight to one of the Scandinavian countries, boats are readily available and organised ferries leave frequently.

In other news, I'm going to Leeds tomorrow. Hurrah! I cannot wait. I will be gone for four days and will be indulging myself in large amounts of history. Woo York! Hurrah for the Adam and hurrah for the Fi. In other other news, Richard is leaving on Saturday. This is very sad. I mourn. But I must not end on a sad note after such a happy post. What other other other news is there? Hmm...it's sunny! And warmish! And marvellous too. And I'm soooooo nearly finished work it's great xxx