Full night and Lou fancied a walk in the park. I haven’t been there much at night. Foxes and it was busy still after the fireworks. It’s been wonderful having her here but we are ships in the night and she’s about to go off for months and months, and so am I. I’m proud of her, the work she’s doing, the way she’s going about it. It’s a huge job but she has the skillset. But she’s asleep already and it’s early for me. So I’m writing in the living room while she drifts off next door.
Brian is playing VR next to me. It’s how he stays in touch with his best mate in Manchester, and it helps him wind down. He needs that right now – jet lag and a difficult slice of life, and Maddy is the other side of the world. Him and Robin run around shooting people and nicking their stuff, and occasionally getting shot back. While he sits in his chair he occasionally performs extremely complicated reloads, or winds up rope or climbs ladders. The cats watch him, both fascinated and baffled.
The games in this household have made it easier for the cats at this time of year. Bang bang bang all the time through the VR and they view it merely as a mild curiousity. Bang bang bang through the fireworks and it is much the same. Misty just ignores it and Boo just wants to know where it is coming from so she can make friends with it.
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Now I’m bathed and very glad of this unseasonably mild weather. Bergman sailed through his MOT this morning, and I took the opportunity to go and check on my friend’s mother’s place. I’m a keyholder and I like to go there occasionally since the neighbour broke in and changed the locks when she realised it was empty. He’s in the middle east, but I’ve known him since I was 8.
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