Isolation...

The fox retreats to his burrow 'neath the hill.

Completely and utterly void of communication with the outside world.

In a valley surrounded by rushing water, lakes, trees, bullrushes, and lots of strange coloured ducks!

It's good, but I miss my phone, and I miss my internet, and I miss my cosy Sky+ box!!

I've moved my first console in. I've bought vases and fresh flowers. I've bought cleaning equipment and consumables. I still haven't played a video game, as I need to focus on more productive tasks.

I need to learn how to iron a shirt!!

I'm learning to live with my own company. Loneliness has always been a problem for me, no, more than a problem, a deep rooted fear. I now have to stare it in the face and tackle it headlong. It's an uphill struggle, and not one that I expect to be remotely enjoyable, but essential nevertheless.

Hopefully my phone gets connected today, and I might have found a most unique spot where my mobile phone gets a signal (there's actually about a square foot in the very middle of my bed) which means I might at least regain some element of access to human beings again.

I've signed up for Sky TV at the new address with a squillion channels - The standard four channels just isn't enough!!

I've got music, and a laptop, and two blocks of cheese. There's a few bottles of Guinness in the fridge. I've got bubble bath and a roof over my head, and it's made of oak! (I think)

The whole thing's taking a few days, but it's finally taking some sort of shape.