Ships that pass in the day or night.

So this is what my life has come to - I think I must have spent a grand total of about an hour and a half with Mr Strange Heaven in the last two or three days. Today even when we thought we had half an hour to have a cuppa and catch up briefly before I went out he got waylaid at the shop and I had to go before he came home - leaving the lights on and the house in a tip. So we've resorted to leaving each other notes in the vain hope we might meet up sometime soon. Who'd have thought that it would be so hard to see someone you actually live with? I have no idea how we managed when we lived 80 miles apart. Tomorrow is another day...