On my own again

Last Saturday, in a torrential downpour, Whitney left to visit her parents in California over her spring holiday. This leaves me alone in the flat for just over a week. Already the flat seems strangely quiet, which I could probably view as a positive thing if I had any drive to do anything at the moment. However, I've already been enjoying the freedom of playing music without headphones, and even got a couple of songs finished that I'd been meaning to do for ages the other day. I could even connect my guitar up to the real amp instead of using the software one for a while if I wasn't afraid of subjecting anyone in the rooms around me to the hideous noise that I produce with it.

Some people (not least my own mum) have expressed doubt that I'm able to survive unsupervised for much more than four hours, and judging by my past record of cooking I think that's a view you could forgive. However, this time I have been saved by the way that out of nowhere at the beginning of the year somebody offered to send me about half a cow through the post, and Whitney took up the offer for Valentine's Day, leaving us with a freezer packed with boxes of meat from various parts of a variety of farmyard animals. So that's already formed part of my diet this weekend, and with some carefully-planned easy meals for the week ahead, I think I can get through this time without any real disasters.

And the latest kind of cornflakes in my continuous cereal challenge is Special K (strawberry variety). It's all terribly exciting.