pensnest | Away from home

Well. I'm posting from my daughter's palatial nest in Bristol, for it is her birthday tomorrow and she requested 'shopping' as her birthday present. Hmm. Dear me, twenty years old, that can't be right.

She isn't actually *here*. She's intending to take a year in industry next year, and has gone to an interview, presumably in Ultima Thule as the interview was at 2.15 and it is now 6.39pm. Fortunately a flatmate was at home to let me in and revive me with tea - though I was not too benumbed by the journey, as I found a new and excellent route to her flat *and* managed to park without any ado, which is positively bizarre. Am, however, feeling a mite peckish.

Also, Bun's browser of choice is Firefox, and I am accustomed to Safari, so it is all very strange. Never mind. If you've emailed me, I won't find out about it until tomorrow evening. Bun and friends are apparently going off to a club tomorrow night, but I suspect the music that appeals to them is unlikely to fill me with the urge to dance, so I shall go home for proper cuddles.

That's it, really.