Sunday, 1 January 2012

Twenty Twelve

Well, the new year's upon us and what a beautiful start too - grey outside and spitting. I'm sitting here typing away, Seb's in the front room watching an inordinate amount of rubbish on Nick Jnr and the gerbils are gnawing away - yes, I have gerbils, they're very sweet and munch cardboard all day with their sharp little teeth. I have named them Rachel, Monica and Phoebe after the girls in Friends. I can see Rachel breaking the mould though but not without considerable personal pain and unrestricted access to her private life.

Sorry I haven't written for ages, lazy I know but I've had writer's block which seems to be lifting. This new year's going to be all change for me as I've got a new job in the civil service starting on Tuesday, 17th January, I've no doubt there are lot of engaging challenges ahead.

Nick and I are still together although if I'm honest the relationship has faded a little. He's currently in Suffolk with his family and will be returning later on today prior to taking us all out to London tomorrow. Hurrah, it'll be nice to get out of the house.