Oh me, my fickle self and I. I'm house-sitting for my parents this week; been in Ascot since Sunday and Triston was with me until Thursday, when I decided that his presence was far too smothering and constraining for my delicate and introverted nature to handle so I sent him packing in a fit of selfish self-absorped fury.
Okay, bit of an exaggeration - in reality I just wanted to be on my own for a few days to see if the last two independent maturing years at university made me any less horrendously bad at being self-sufficient and coping at being alone for longer than an afternoon.
They didn't.
On the plus side I have two very affectionate cats, full reign over a Sky + telly and a fully equipped swishy kitchen to cook up some crazy treats in. On the down side... well, everything else.
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