Upcatch

Coo, golly. Guess who hasn't posted for a while?

I had a Marquise, is the thing. la_marquise_de_, Monday to Thursday. On Monday we took Laurie R King out and about; the other days we had our own outings north and south, Holy Island and Sunderland. Smoked fish one way, sculptures the other.

But then Kari went away again, and that wasn't so good. Yesterday evening was rough. Today I have mostly been poking at copy-edits, in a sneery way - "If I type loured, I don't mean lowered! Stet!" and like that. Again and again, like that. Copy-editors are lovely people, by and large, but I hate copy-edits with a hatey hate. It takes all morning to get through twenty-five pages, and I've barely done ten tonight, and really I just want to cry.

In lieu of which, a question: would you say

(a) There are any number of suitable men; or

(b) There is any number of suitable men?

If you want to show your working, feel free.