home alone

Or rather "downstairs alone" as Mr B is in London living it up at a do.

My evening consisted of pie, beer, chocolate and War and Peace (on the box). While I miss the days when I could just walk out of the door and breathe fresh air, visit friends or stroll to the swings of an evening, I am slowly learning to enjoy the confines of my living room. And I did sort of cheat at the home alone bit as Ju came and ate pie with me!