It’s been a week of goodbyes… Mum and Dad left on Tuesday and my cousin left this morning.
Before she left Mum actually managed to ask if I was seeing anyone. It might not sound like much but given we’ve spent the last however many years avoiding topics that might mean we have to talk about the gay thing, it’s pretty brilliant.
While it was sad to see them go, especially as it’s been cut short after the disastrous holiday in Ireland, it does mean I get to have a life again. Woo!
Generally anticipation of the joys of an English Christmas isn’t exactly making up for the coming cold and dark but I guess I’ll survive.