Journal

[therealpm]

My attempts to ascertain the original cause of my erstwhile lycanthropy not withstanding, this week has been reasonably productive.  Though the legislation surrounding lycanthropes will never be brought to a full vote in either House (how could it), there are various committees that decide on such matters and intensive lobbying is at last beginning to bear fruit.  Not, I will admit, intensive lobbying conducted directly by myself.  I suspect any overt moves made in such a direction would be immediately regarded with suspicion, but Fowler has taken up the cause with what might be considered alarming alacrity.  Though he (and indeed every other member of such a committee) will never be convinced of a werewolf's right to roam, he has at least instated an inherent right to life provided the lycanthrope is willing to take the daily potion, and removed the restriction barring partners from becoming a lycanthrope's legal guardian.  Small steps, perhaps, but welcome.

I therefore intend to spend some time improving the daily potion.  At present it is challenging, though not impossible, to brew correctly, and it has a rather repulsive taste.  I suspect DEFRA consider the sedative and weakening effects to be a feature, rather than a problem, but I suspect that taken over a long period it causes a gradual degardation of health.  This too must be addressed.

The exact combination of ingredients required is yet to be discovered, but given the healthy links I have maintained with various research institutions, acquiring any particular root or grub should not present too much of a problem.  The main difficulty will be finding a test subject.  I can of course use mice for the development stage, but they give so little feedback, and in any case, once the formula is past development and into trials, I will need humanoid test subjects anyway. 

I wonder how that scottish island community is getting on?

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[therealpm]

...I don't believe I've ever fed a tiffin bar to a rabbit, but I suppose it could be done. Put that down as the next line of experiments- we'll work out a testing procedure later.

[bamfbercow]

*John has to laugh at that.*

Dinner would be lovely, thank you, Peter.

*John resumes his seat.*

If there's anything I can do to help, do not hesitate to let me know. If not, I shall remain here, going through these plans.

[therealpm]

*He doesn't particularly want to spend a lot of time cooking, not in this weather, so he reheats himself some soup. John gets spaghetti in tomato sauce (arriabiata, he had half a pot left) on toast.*

[bamfbercow]

*The somewhat unorthodox dinner is delicious nonetheless, and John compliments Peter on his culinary skills before returning his attention to the plans in front of him. There are a few things he needs to look up as he can't remember the exact details, so he makes a note for himself in the corner of the paper.*

*John delves in to the new biscuit tin for dessert.*