New starts

I'm moving to Edinburgh permanently this weekend. The move is the hardest thing I've ever done. I miss Tash, but we're already talking about what holidays we're going on, and how she would like them to be. And how she's going to come down here to practice being in a city.

She may move down here permanently depending on how things go at school this year, or when she goes to college or does a foundation year. She really is very mature. The extra is one of her development photos for her Higher Art portrait.

Halfway to Edinburgh the oil pressure light came on. It bothered me for about 5 minutes, which I take as a good sign. The warning light didn't come on again when the mechanic turned up about an hour later. He reckoned that the sensor is faulty and got too hot. Time to get rid of the car. I don't need it now and it doesn't owe me any favours.