Well Casa de Paxford is somewhat smaller now. Just myself and the cat.
The Separation of Mr B & I was as amicable as these things get I guess. He's moving on with his life and I am beginning to pick up the pieces of mine. I guess in the long run this has been inevitable for a while - just always a shock to the system to discover that love has died.
With all the moving out of things, changing of locks, reorganising of furniture, and reassuring the cat that I'm not leaving her too, I am very behind with my correspondence to all. My apologies for that - and my promise that I will try to catch up as soon as I can [some days it is harder to be Goofy-fun Pax than others]
Leaving you with more emo-driven musical interludes