Ahhh, the joys of a comfy bed and all those home comforts. Well, I say that, there's little in the cupboards, and it appears the heating and hot water ain't working. But hey, I've been sleeping in a tent the last week, so anything more solid than a sheet of canvas is an improvement, surely?
Spitfire, on the other hand, is over the moon to see me. Funny moment earlier on, whilst unpacking the car. He'd decided to jump in, who knows, maybe to help me unpack. But, as he was walking around the roof of the car, a bat started making circuits of the carpark. Now, bearing in mind it's only around 8pm, it was very easy to see. And, of course, someone became transfixed, sat on the roof, watching this bat flying back and forth. No idea what Spitfire was thinking, "Hey, there's a flying mouse, don't see that every day, do you...", or something along those lines 
Anyway, car's unpacked, it's dark, and I'm hungry. Off for me tea, a combination of a catering pack of cornflakes, Weetabix, and 6 litres of UHT milk, since that's all I've got in the house. Mmmmmm
