oh empty, lonely weblog ... how you must have missed me ... no? i thought not. sigh. anyway, look, here I am, back back back with some reasonably dull and fatuous comments.
we recently had a mouse in our kitchen. he only seemed to be around for one day, so I suspect that he really lived somewhere else and was just hanging out at ours briefly, enjoying the fantastic ambience and admiring our great interior design before going on somewhere even better ... I've now lived in four different houses in which mice have been sighted, and in every case I've developed Phantom Mouse Itch ... which is, of course, the feeling that something might have just run over your leg, or tickled the back of your neck, but when you look there's nothing there, and it's
probably something you imagined, but you can't be entirely sure. And so, although the mouse appears to have left my flat some time ago, it's still hanging around, at the back of my mind ... which would be sort of poetic if mice weren't vile and incontinent carriers of disease, with sharp nibbly teeth and those nasty tappy little feet ... euwwww ....
