Cause What He Does he does so well...

Last night Tooli, tonight Boy.

Aw.

For the last six weeks? Yes, six weeks, he has been sleeping on a couch. Much tolerance from, and love and peace to those who put up with that. Now he has a room. G. moved out of his room and into an apartment across the way... and Boy got his room.

A little place of his own; a wee corner he can escape to, a bed he can sleep naked on top of if he so wishes, without offending anyone who walks past first thing in the morning. A place he will probably keep in a tip. And probably needs a bit of furniture judging by the things laying (albeit neatly ) on the floor.

And look - he's still smiling. Still loving life.

And we're all still loving him.