Tales from the cave

Apologies for the quiet of late, perhaps you've enjoyed it? I don't know - but anyway - I am still here. In terms of 'here' - more specifically I mean back in my UK womb - Mark and K's place, the place I first stayed when I arrived in London.

They are away in Barcelona and I am Jack the cat sitting. It is bliss to be honest - and has reinforced the fact that I need my own place.

Mum worries that if I get my own pad, I will lock myself away. I don't think that is the case! If I had my own space, I am sure I would go out more - knowing I had my own digs to go back to. It is true that when the opportunity to have a night to myself presents itself - I grab it!

Anywho - all is well, busy at work, wet and cold - but all good. My first London winter has been a breeze, mainly due to the absence of a Wellington style zepher!

Back with inane comment on various things this weekend!

Sal - some priceless philosophical nonsense is on the way!