Going well.
Found some clean clothes and underwear. Ate like a king last night, only minimal stomach cramps this morning.
Slept starfishing in the bed, but was woken by what sounded like foot-steps during the night; I wasn't burgled or ravaged so all good.
Remembered I had left my shoes in the middle of the lounge floor, but didn't care because that's how I roll.
Busted the urban myth that you can dry clothes in the microwave.
The fireman says the smoke damage is just superficial and will come out with some scrubbing.
Now in a pub garden wondering if i should invoke the chinese take-away fairy. Peace, out.
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