The man-servant has gone out for a few hours this evening. After 9 days of looking after me I'm pretty sure he skipped down the street singing "I'm free, I'm free" ……..!
Now I feel like a kid who has wrangled a day off school while their parents are at work!
Well actually I'm not sure what that feeling is because I'm pretty sure I was not left alone when I was a kid. If we were sick we got sent to school anyway and if we were really sick once we got there we either lay wretchedly in the sick bay until it was time to get back on the school bus, or our grandmother would collect us and take us to her place.
Now what mess can I make on my own….