Back for good

Phew! Talk about on tour. I'm looking forward to my own bed tonight I don't mind telling you. Five different beds in 7 nights. And sleeping in the same bedroom as Dad for the last 2. Now that ain't right! Back from Uncle Neil's house where we've been since Boxing Day. Had to stay there on account of Nanny Ball having had an op which means she can't pick me (or Zoe, the lump) up. Well, what's the point, might as well go to stay with a relly that can pick me up. Bit weird the first night as I was apparently asleep when we got there so they dumped me in bed. I awoke at 230am to find dad, no less, kipping in the main bed. So naturally I gently woke him up. I think he nearly hit the ceiling.

So off to bed now, my bed, in my room. For a proper sleep.