Surely there's a D.Phil thesis somewhere in the effect of heroic quantities of milk chocolate on Archdruids. She's organised 15 services since midnight last night, painted the Beaker Bazaar (bright purple - who knows why) then Artexed the Dining Hall (and ignored the Working at Heights Directive, I'll have you know). She then spent a while screaming that the woodlice were coming to get her.
She's gone off for a rest now. Judging by the theme music, she's playing through her back catalogue of "Friends", so we can probably assume she'll be asleep until some time tomorrow.
Hnaef and Drayton are currently busy boarding up the door to the Archdruid's suite to make sure she's not out till she's definitely settled down. But they have asked me to let you know that Filling up of Beakers is cancelled, due to it's being dark already. The New Moon Moonstomp is at 10 o'clock, followed by Howling at the Moon. In the meantime, I suggest we all nip down the White Horse. I think we all need a swift one after the day we've had.
Thank goodness Valentine's Day only gets cancelled once a year.
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