i write this on the train home from the choir. we got back from camping this afternoon. i have been in ten london boroughs today, that feels like a record. please let me sleep now.
busy week: moving a cat cage from streatham hill to wandsworth road; meeting a new catsitter Haasje who is the loveliest and made sure kettricken loved her too by the end of the weekend; moving andy and piers’s camping gear from wandsworth road to nunhead.
and then camping. we’re getting it down to a fine art. our tent goes fwoomp, it takes literally two minutes to put up fully. i can turn a bag of logs and a box of matches into a campfire. the replacement stainless steel mesh i put eyelets in for the portable bbq works great. i’m pretty sure i have a phobia of wasps.
they’re shipping some Curves by rail just over there.
