Firm grip on reality

Well, I already failed miserably to keep up blipping for a whole month solid - bit busy getting things ready to move flats at the end of the week. Oh well. I didn't even take a picture of the toilet, or the windows, or the mouldy bits on the tiles.

But I did fit in a little visit to Emma after work. She was as pleased to see me as ever - pooped her pants within a couple of minutes and made some very concentrated expressions, as she tried to figure out who I was and if, by any chance, my nose might do the same thing as a nipple. Which was nice.

This is at the other end from these.