freyakitten

The Bastard left this morning for London via Singapore. Work was slightly surprised to hear that I didn't go to see him off, but hanging around until his parents arrived in the taxi that would bear them all off to the airport would, I think, have interfered with his opening his suitcase and packing. That, and I'm not a, shall we say, frugal packer. I'd have made him take another six pairs of socks. And a shirt.

Prepare for me to be slightly more self pitying than usual for the next fortnight. I don't really enjoy this. There will be just enough time for me to adjust my sleeping to cope with the fact that there's no-one trying to prevent me from taking up 80% of the bed, and then he'll get back. By which point I'll have been grumpy at least once during his absence, so his underwear will be folded and his socks organised by colour.

Ordered the wood for the backyard beds of doom. Shall be endeavouring to put them together into surrounds this weekend, then I'll order a tonne or a cubic metre of compost, whichever it is I need, and shovel that in to blend with the clay the weekend after. No cardriver means I'm not going anywhere until Bastard gets back that can't be got to using public transport.

Maybe I'll get some of that mending finished...