So, update: I found I enjoyed ranting to the unknown. They all listen. Well, I can pretend they do, at the very least.

So expect to hear more from me. Although I have found there isn’t much to complain about. Life is rather peaceful atm. The master is pleased that I am doing something somewhat productive; my favourite top has dried, fresh from the clothes line; and there are some dumb birds fighting over pieces of shredded cheese before me. God, birds are dumb.

End.