It's good to be Home. I've never actually lived here, my parents moved after I'd left home, but my grandparents bought it when I was one, so it's been an important place in my life for all my living memory.
I can't remember the last time someone checked on me to ensure I was up in time. I'd been showering for ages in an attempt to rouse me ready for my work event, but the cottage walls are so thick it's hard to know what anyone is doing when you're elsewhere in the house.
As well as being concerned that I was oversleeping, Dad also made me breakfast, 3 pieces of toast under my mushrooms instead of the two I requested "cos I know what you're like". It's ace to have people know you well and love you - even despite what they know!!
Love lots B-)
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