Am back from Suffolk after a very long drive, too tired to think, but feel the need to state that I would move there tomorrow. But I suspect, without blaming them in the least, that escapee Londoners with more money than me have made it largely unaffordable. Pity....
More of this in due course; blogs are such a wonderful vehicle for ranting and/or raving.
For tonight, back to my own bed, in a room where street lighting can be seen and traffic heard, with my own cats for company. A few nights of sleeping in total unlit blackness, with only bird sounds, and a bed that stayed cat-hair-free, was wonderful, though.
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