She's only gone again...

So just got back from dropping Jay off at the airport. She gave me an odd look. Since I am an expert in non-verbal communication I took this to mean she was going to miss me. I could, however, be wrong.

We have both learnt valuable lessons since last time. Her, not to leave me for more than 48 hours, (or I run out of clean underwear), and me to never trust wild mushroom field-guides off the internet.

We are well prepared this time however. I have a list of things I can and can't eat.. The knife draw is locked and the police, in between anti- riot work, have been advised to drive a few more local patrols.

Now, please excuse me, man must cook.