Dear lord, Martin Shaw. And Harriet Walters.

Wrod.

Martin Shaw is in some BBC thing at the moment, actually, playing a judge. Judge John Deed. Have to say, he's unbefuckinglievably sexy in the snippets I've happened across so far. See bottom two pictures in the photo gallery section here for a hint of the sexiness. That whole braces-(ie "suspenders")-and-formal-shirt- worn-loose-at-the-neck-with-sleeves-rolled-up thing is yummy.

swoons

He certainly got the aging gracefully thing down.

Dude, that was a good story.

t blush

Oh, thanks, RL, and Steph, you pusher you! Don't forget to read the other stories in the series, and send feedback to Maria and Marasmus, who are just as responsible as I am -- and far far better writers.

Maria has a marvelous way with Mulder, and a use of imagery I wish I could channel. While Marasmus is an evil plotter, and comes up with some brilliant turns of phrase. They're great writers and it's been an honor to write with them.

The biggest compliment I've gotten to date is that nobody can tell the stories we've collaborated on were written by more than one person. *grin*

Must remember to check for Fimbulwinter when I get home. Lust over Pendle will probably hold me through work.

We still get on OK, it's just that we concluded that as the biggest single thing we had in common was that we both preferred shagging men, the odds weren't good for a long term relationship.

How am I supposed to work competently with lines like that coming at me from left field?

Oh, you're meeting Melanie! She's a sweetheart, isn't she? Terrible taste in boyfriends, though.

Oh, sweet mother ...

Draco’s about as discreet as an indiscreet thing celebrating the festival of St Ignatius the Infamously Indiscreet

Steph, you pusher you!

t blinks innocently

Draco’s about as discreet as an indiscreet thing celebrating the festival of St Ignatius the Infamously Indiscreet

Which I immediately recognized as a former tag of Fay's.

I still wanted to see Draco/Neville nookie, though.