Relief at last

As we speak, J is on the South Coast putting the finishing touches to her thesis, thus (hopefully) bringing to an end months of stress.... It looked very impressive to my untrained eye, and all we can do now is wait and see what more educated people make of it...

It means I can reclaim the PC for a bit as well, thus enabling me to update the blog a wee bit ore regularly. Not much has been happening at Tattie Towers of late - in fact not much has been happening at all. I've somehow managed to both do nothing and be rubbish at keeping in touch with people, all at the same time. Quite impressive I'm sure you'll agree.....!

My main focus has been on trying to find somewhere to live, as we move out of the current house in a month's time. We think we might have found somewhere, but I'll wait until we've definitely decided and managed to get a holding deposit down before expanding further, what with fate having a nasty habit of eavesdropping on such conversations. Suffice to say it is most things my first step away from communal living should be, in that it's tiny, expensive and in the centre of an urban (and vaguely poverty stricken) sprawl. What wasn't in the script is that it's all newly refurbished (to the point where it's a building site at the moment) so the "grotty and freezing" boxes on the list may remain unticked.... My main focus for the rest of the evening is working out how two people can survive in a bedroom that's only 70cm wider than our bed..... But if it works out, I'll be the happiest camper imaginable, at least until my usual grumpiness kicks back in.

Besides that, I am facing a further period of non-internet access as I debate whether to foist my computer on someone for a few weeks to avoid bailiffs who are now visiting our house in the middle of the night to hand deliver god knows what through the door. It all seems to relate to a former resident, hence up to this point I have been returning said summons' to sender, and have not had the balls to open this one to see what it says. I feel slightly aggrieved that I need to get involved at all to be honest, given that I've not been here for nearly as long as some of the other residents. Hmm, we'll see.

Beyond that, in two weeks I will have waved my mum off at Gdansk airport, as she completes her first visit to meet J's parents in Poland. It's all very peculiar, not to mention unintentionally significant. She doesn't speak a word of Polish, they don't speak a word of English, and she was only invited because I was going on the last time I was there about how similar they were and she fancied seeing a new country. It will be interesting to say the least. Kurwa.