I was doing some stuff on my computer last night and could hear a strange noise outside. Maybe like an animal in pain, as though it was being attacked. I went outside with a torch to see if I could work out what was going on. I did hear something run off into the bushes. I am hoping that it was an animal rather than a human – but also that I am not going to find some animal’s carcass at some point.
We cleared the rest of the stuff out of G’s room yesterday and brought it over to mine. We have managed to put some of the stuff away here, but there is going to be quite a long way to go before things look tidy again. I have realised that when things are cluttered it makes my head feel very cluttered, which is not a good situation. We did tidy the kitchen up lots on Saturday night (we know how to have a good time) and have reorganised all the cupboards and made it more presentable, but the living room and two bedrooms look a total mess. I am going to have to find some way to get my mind to focus on something else or I might go insane.
I was thinking about the Don Henley song “New York Minute” last night. It has nothing to do with 11 September etc, and predates that by several years, in case you wonder. Anyway, here it is. A good song.
London’s Alleys – Gunthorpe Street, E1
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