Rowan Tree and Red Thread

Today sammywol and I had the great pleasure to meet mizkit and her husband T for lunch in Cork. We had been introduced to one another in LJ-land by nhw, who used his amazing con-going powers to identify the possible match. It turns out that we're living pretty close together as things go, so we arranged to meet in an Indian restaurant in town on one of the days when sammywol's teaching allows a sufficient break at lunchtime to get into town, sit down to eat and get back to college for more teaching. Luckily this also matched with T's schedule so we made a table for four.

While we'd exchanged comments on Livejournal and had swapped e-mails beforehand, I was just a little bit apprehensive, not knowing if we'd hit it off. I needn't have worried. mizkit and swain are lovely people with a healthy store of good stories just right for chat over plates of all-you-can-eat, spicy Indian food. Better yet they are not only of the SF fan tribe, but also belong to the Gamer tribe, and are thus practically cousins, fannishly speaking.

I was amused by the hardy Alaskan conditioning they obviously enjoyed. Both dressed for a pleasant Irish summer's day. In the middle of October during a cold spell. In the week when I've had to admit defeat and unearth my winter coat and nice fleece hat. I am shamed by their inner furnaces, clearly.

Nice to finally get to meet you, mizkit. Maybe we'll try Thai next?