If I was a Goth...

... I'd be called Damaged Roses. Find out your Goth name here.

Went 'home' yesterday to Wales for my dad's retirement do. Half the family was there, including my young niece, Annabel, who stole the show as you'd expect from an 15 month old babby. I think a good time was had by all. Returned lunchtime today to find next door still eerily deserted (apart from the piles of rubbish and permanently placed cars). Toni expressed hopes they've abandoned the house, but I've had too many false dawns in the past six months to believe that!

Ho hum, back to work tomorrow - well, I've been back to work since lunchtime! My diary is nice and full until April at the earliest, I'm still owed a hefty sum of cash from work already completed and I've got some work from a new publishing house to get done by the 10th. It can only go downhill from here...